The Miracle - Emika, Michaela Šrůmová, Prague Metropolitan Orchestra

Do you believe

In miracles?

How do they happen?

What does it mean?

Could it be

I was blessed?

First I was tortured

I had to undress

I escape, no serious harm

Just a flesh wound, I rise above

To escape, was my fantasy

All of a sudden I am set free

I am set free

The shadows

Begin to form

In the darkness

My hope is all

Lying naked

Feeling raw

I had to visualise

Being free once more

Do you believe

In miracles?

How do they happen?

What does it mean?

I want to trust

In the goodness they bring

But they set me on fire

Until it rained from above

I escape, no serious harm

Just a flesh wound, I rise above

To escape, was my fantasy

All of a sudden I am set free

I am set free

I am set free