The rose
some say love it is a river
有人说，爱是一条的河
that drowns the tender reed.
将柔弱的芦苇无情淹没
some say love it is a razor
有人说，爱是冰冷的刀锋
that leaves your soul to bleed.
轻易将你的灵魂划破
some say love it is a hunger
有人说，爱是一种饥渴
an endless, aching need
一种无止尽的痛苦需求
I say love it is a flower,
而在我看来，爱是一朵花
and you it's only seed.
而你，还只是一颗种子
it's the heart afraid of breaking
一颗害怕碎裂的心
that never learns to dance
将永远学不会翩翩起舞
it's the dream afraid of waking
一场担心醒来的梦
that never takes the chance
将永远不会去勇敢尝试
it's the one who won't be taken,
一个不懂得投入和承担的人
who cannot seem to give
将永远不会去奉献自己
and the soul afraid of dying
一个恐惧死亡的灵魂
that never learns to live.
也将永远不会明白如何去过有意义的生活
when the night has been too lonely
当独孤在夜幕中悄悄降临
and the road has been too long.
而漫漫前路又显得如此渺茫
and you think that love is only
这时你开始觉得，爱是否仅仅只能
for the lucky and the strong.
依靠着幸运和坚强而存
just remember in the winter
但请你一定铭记，当人生的寒冬来临时
far beneath the bitter snow
在冰冷刺骨的厚雪深处
lies the seed that with the sun's love,
正静静地躺着希望的种子，在阳光爱的呵护下
in the spring, becomes the rose.
将会变成来年春天里的玫瑰......
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