Subscribe RSS Feedsome say love,
it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
有人说爱,是一条河一条淹没了柔顺芦苇的河
some say love,
it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
有人说爱,是一把剃刀一把让你的心流血的剃刀
some say love,
it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
有人说爱,是一种渴望一种带着无尽疼痛的需求的渴望
i say love,
it is a flower,
and you it’s only seed.
而我说爱,是一朵花 它唯一的种子,是你
it’s the heart,
afraid of breaking,
that never learns to dance.
是那颗害怕破碎的心, 从不曾,尝试学习跳舞
it’s the dream,
afraid of waking,
that never takes a chance.
是那个害怕醒转的梦 从不曾,尝试抓住机会
it’s the one
who won’t be taken,
who cannot seem to give.
是那个不会爱你的人从不曾,尝试为你付出
and the soul,
afraid of dyin’,
that never learns to live.
还有害怕死去的灵魂从不曾,尝试学习如何生活
when the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long,
当你觉得黑夜太过寂寞 路太过漫漫无期
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
而你又相信爱只是属于那些幸运的人和强者的时候
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows,
只需记住在寒冷的冬天 苦涩的雪底下
lies the seed,
that with the sun’s love,
in the spring becomes the rose.
深埋着那颗种子,带着阳光的爱待到春天就会变成玫瑰
