Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
And you it’s only seed.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love,
In the spring, becomes the rose.
人說愛情是一條河，會把柔嫩的蘆葦淹沒，
有人說愛情是一把利刃，終將讓你的靈魂淌血，
有人說愛情是一種渴望，雖然苦痛卻是無盡的需求，
我說愛情是一朵花，而你正是這朵花的種子。
是那顆害怕破碎的心，所以永遠學不會起舞。
是那場害怕醒來的夢，所以永遠也抓不住機會。
是那顆不願被佔據的心，所以似乎也無法付出。
是那個畏懼死去的靈魂，所以永遠也學不會怎麼去生存。
每當夜幕低垂孤寂難耐，路途遙不可期，
而你認為愛情只會眷顧那些幸運與堅強的人。
千萬別忘了冬季裡，深深的寒雪下，
埋著一顆種子等待陽光愛的薰陶，
於來春時開出璀璨的玫瑰。
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