Some say love it is a hunger
有人說 愛是無盡的欲望
An endless aching need
煎熬無比 卻無法自拔
I say love it is a flower
我卻說 愛 是綻放的花朵
And you it’s only seed
而你是唯一的種子
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
倘若一顆心懼怕破碎
That never learns to dance
就無法學(xué)會翩翩起舞
It’s the dream afraid of waking
若懼怕從夢境中醒來
That never takes the chance
就無法抓住未來機(jī)遇
It’s the one who won’t be taken
若一個人得不到關(guān)愛
Who cannot seem to give
他也不會去給人關(guān)愛
And the soul afraid of dyin’
若一具靈魂懼怕死亡
That never learns to live
則永遠(yuǎn)無法學(xué)會活著
When the night has been too lonely
當(dāng)夜晚顯得寂寞不堪
And the road has been too long
當(dāng)前路顯得無盡漫長
And you think that love is only
你會覺得
For the lucky and the strong
愛只眷顧那些幸運且矢志不渝的人
Just remember in the winter
而相愛的人只需銘記 縱使冬日里
Far beneath the bitter snows
在寒冷刺骨的雪地下
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
只要存在沐浴陽光之愛的種子
In the spring becomes the rose
當(dāng)春天到來時便會幻化成一朵玫瑰
