Fly [French translation]

Someone ripped out of my heart

Now there is a big hole of sorrow

I'm losing a chance to breathe and I'm asking:

"What is it, what is it, what is it?"

I'm screaming out loud:

"Why is it, why is it, why is it?"

One day, I'll try to find out

What is it, what is it, what is it?

I want to fly, fly

On the wings of broken love

On the wings of my emotions

Right now, I want to fly

All the way up to the sky

Just to know that it's not over

Right now, I want to fly

I'm trying to hold on tight

Trying to find light in the dark

There's so much I can do

And I'm searchin'

Where is it, where is it, where is it?

The piece of my broken heart

Why is it, why is it, why is it?

I still can't see the light

What is it, what is it, what is it?

I want to fly, fly

On the wings of broken love

On the wings of my emotions

Right now, I want to fly

All the way up to the sky

Just to know that it's not over

Right now, I want to fly

In the sky, in the sky, in the sky

Want to fly

• Artist:Eva Burešová
• Album:Fly - Single