The rose
Some say love it is a river
有人說,愛是一條河,
That drowns the tender reed.
淹沒了脆弱的蘆葦;
Some say love it is a razor
有人說,愛是一把剃刀,
That leaves your soul to bleed.
使你的靈魂流血;
Some say love it is a hunger
有人說,愛是一種渴望,
An endless, aching need
一種無止盡,令人心痛的渴求.
I say love it is a flower,
我說,愛是一朵花,
And you it’s only seed.
而你,是那顆唯一的種子.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
一顆害怕破碎的心,
That never learns to dance
永遠學不會如何跳舞;
It’s the dream afraid of waking
害怕醒來的夢,
That never takes the chance
永遠不會去冒險.
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
一個不願意接受的人,
Who cannot seem to give
似乎也不會付出.
And the soul afraid of dying
而害怕死去的靈魂
That never learns to live.
也永遠不會學著去活.
And the night has been too lonely
當寂寞在深深黑夜來襲
And the road has been too long.
走在這一條漫漫長路上,
And you think that love is only
讓你覺得愛只屬於
For the lucky and the strong.
那些幸運且堅強的人,
Just remember in the winter
只要記住在寒冬
Far beneath the bitter snow
深埋在厚厚白雪之下
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love,
那顆帶著太陽之愛的種子,
In the spring, becomes a rose
到了春天,就會長成玫瑰.
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