Some say love it is a river
有人说，爱是一条河
That drowns the tender reed.
淹没了柔弱的芦苇。
Some say love it is a razor
有人说，爱是把剃刀
That leaves your soul to bleed.
会任由你的灵魂淌血。
Some say love it is a hunger
有人说爱是一种饥渴
An endless aching need.
一种无尽的带痛的需求。
I say love it is a flower
我说爱情是一朵花
And you it's only seed.
而你是它唯一的种子。
It's the heart afraid of breaking
是那颗害怕破碎的心
That never learns to dance.
永远学不会跳舞。
It's the dream afraid of waking
害怕醒来的梦
That never takes the chance.
永远没有机会。
It's the one who won't be taken
这是一个谁也不会采取
Who cannot seem to give,
谁似乎无法给，
And the soul afraid of dyin'
是那个畏惧死去的灵魂，
That never learns to live.
永远学不会生活。
When the night has been too lonely
当夜晚太过寂寞
And the road has been too long,
和道路已经太长，
And you think that love is only
你认为爱是唯一
For the lucky and the strong,
为了幸运和坚强，
Just remember in the winter
只记得在冬天
Far beneath the bitter snows
在苦涩的雪下
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
谎言的种子，随着太阳的爱
In the spring becomes the rose.
在春天变成玫瑰。