The Rose

　　some say love
　　it is a river
　　that drowns tender reed
　　some say love
　　it is a razor
　　that leaves your soul to bleed
　　some say love
　　it is a hunger,
　　that endless aching need
　　i say love
　　it is a flower
　　and you it's only seed
　　(break)
　　it's the heart afriad of breaking
　　that never learns to dance
　　it's the dream afriad of waking
　　that never takes the chance
　　it's the one who won't be taken
　　who can not seem to give
　　and the soul afraid of dying
　　that never learns to live
　　(break)
　　when the night has been too lonely
　　and the road has been too long
　　and you think
　　that love is not only for the lucky and the strong
　　just remember in the winter
　　far beneath the bitter snow
　　lies the seed
　　that with the sun's love
　　in the spring becomes the rose

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        玫瑰

        有人說(shuō),愛(ài)如河流，來(lái)時(shí)無(wú)情的淹沒(méi)柔弱的蘆葦?shù)摹?br>        有人說(shuō),愛(ài)如利刃，去時(shí)只留下你的流血的靈魂。
        有人說(shuō),愛(ài)是欲望，無(wú)法停止心痛伴君一生。
        而我說(shuō),愛(ài)是花朵，你是唯一能讓她綻放的種子。

        一顆害怕受傷的心，將不再知道跳動(dòng)的感覺(jué)。
        一場(chǎng)害怕醒來(lái)的夢(mèng)，將不再獲得希望的憧憬。
       一個(gè)不曾付出的人，也從不曾獲得，他那害怕死亡的靈魂，從不曾活過(guò)。

       當(dāng)夜愈現(xiàn)孤獨(dú)，路愈長(zhǎng)，
       或許你會(huì)覺(jué)得，愛(ài)是那些幸運(yùn)兒或者強(qiáng)者的專利。
       但請(qǐng)記住，
       嚴(yán)冬中，深雪里的種子，
       它靜靜的等待著陽(yáng)光，
       當(dāng)大地回春，它會(huì)成為那最美麗的玫瑰。
       

                                                                                                                                                   ---- by margin 09.05.25