That leaves your soul to bleed
讓你的靈魂受傷
Some say love it is a hunger
有人說(shuō)愛(ài)是一種渴望
An endless aching need
無(wú)盡的痛苦需求
I say love it is a flower
我說(shuō)愛(ài)是一朵鮮花
And you it’s only seed
你是唯一的種子
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
這是一顆害怕破碎的心
That never learns to dance
永遠(yuǎn)學(xué)不會(huì)跳舞
It’s the dream afraid of waking
這是一場(chǎng)害怕醒來(lái)的夢(mèng)
That never takes the chance
從來(lái)不敢冒險(xiǎn)
It’s the one who won’t be taken
是那個(gè)不愿被別人搶走的人
Who cannot seem to give
似乎無(wú)法給予
And the soul afraid of dying
害怕死亡的靈魂
That never learns to live
永遠(yuǎn)學(xué)不會(huì)好好生活
And the night has been too lonely
夜太孤寂
And the road has been too long
這條路太漫長(zhǎng)了
And you think that love is only
你以為愛(ài)只是
For the lucky and the strong
為了幸運(yùn)者和強(qiáng)者
Just remember in the Winter
請(qǐng)記住在冬天
Far beneath the bitter snows
在厚厚的積雪之下
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
蘊(yùn)藏著一顆種子沐浴著陽(yáng)光的愛(ài)
In the Spring becomes the rose
在春天綻放出玫瑰