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The RoseSome say love it is a river 有人说爱是一条河
That drowns the tender reed 它淹没了柔弱的芦苇 Some say love it is a razor 有人说爱是剃刀 That leaves your soul to bleed 它让你的心流血 Some say love it is a hunger 有人说爱是渴望 And endless aching need 和带来无尽痛苦的需要 I say love it is a flower 我说爱是一朵花 And you its only seed 而你是它唯一的种子 It's the heart afraid of breaking 是那颗怕受伤的心 That never learns to dance 它从不学跳舞 It's the dream afraid of waking 是那个害怕醒来的梦想 That never takes the chance 它从不抓住机会 It's the one who won't be taken 它是那个不会被带走的人 Who can not seem to give 他不会假装去付出 And the soul afraid of dying 是那颗害怕死去的心 That never learns to live 它从不学着生活 When the night has been too lonely 当夜晚显得太过寂静 And the road has been too long 路显得太长 And you think that love is only 而你又认为爱只 For the lucky and the strong 属于那些幸运儿和强者的时候， Just remember in the winter 只要记住，在冬天 Far beneath the bitter snow 在苦涩的雪底下 Lies the seed that with the sun's love 种下带着阳光爱意的种子 In the spring becomes the rose 在春天它就会变成玫瑰 |
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