Life is like a big river,
Sometimes quiet and sometimes crazy;
Reality is like a yoke,
Trapped me, unable to break free.
This mysterious life is as sharp as a knife,
Hurt me again and again,
I know what kind of happiness I want,
In the higher sky.
I want to fly higher and higher,
Dance like a gust of wind and break away from your arms;
I want to fly higher and higher,
The wings rolled up and the storm, the heart growled,
Fly higher.
Always flying, always looking,
But I found it impossible to find it;
If you really want liberation,
If you want to cut this used net.
I want a brighter life,
I want a bluer sky,
I know what kind of happiness I want,
In the higher sky.
I want to fly higher and higher,
Dance like a gust of wind and break away from your arms;
I want to fly higher and higher,
The wings rolled up and the storm, and my heart roared.
I want to fly higher and higher,
Dance like a gust of wind and break away from your arms;
I want to fly higher and higher,
Dance like a gust of wind and break away from your arms;
I want to fly higher and higher,
The wings rolled up and the storm, the heart growled,
Fly higher,
Fly higher,
Fly higher,
Fly higher,
Fly higher ......