Some say love it is a river 有人说，爱是一条河

That drowns the tender reed. 浸润了柔嫩的芦苇。

Some say love it is a razor 有人说，爱是把剃刀

That leaves your soul to bleed. 让你的灵魂淌血。

   

Some say love it is a hunger 有人说，爱是种饥渴

An endless, aching need 一种无尽的带痛的需求

I say love it is a flower, 我说，爱是一朵花，

And you it's only seed. 而你是唯一的种子。

   

It's the heart afraid of breaking 这是心脏憔悴

That never learns to dance 那永远学不会跳舞

It's the dream afraid of waking 这是害怕醒来的梦的

That never takes the chance 那永远没有机会

   

It's the one who won't be taken, 这是谁也不会采取一，

Who cannot seem to give 谁似乎无法给

And the soul afraid of dying 和灵魂畏死

That never learns to live. 那不懂得生活。

   

When the night has been too lonely 当夜晚太孤单

And the road has been too long. 和道路已经太久了。

And you think that love is only 和你说，爱是唯一

For the lucky and the strong. 对于幸运，我们矢志不渝。

   

Just remember in the winter 只记得在冬季

Far beneath the bitter snow 飘飞雪

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. 今年春天，变成了一朵玫瑰。