Tuesday 12 June 2012

Love This Song.





最近爱上听这首歌曲
The Rose


Some say Loveit is a River

That Drowns the Tender Reed

Some say Love
it is a Razor

That Leaves Your Soul to Bleed.
    
Some say Love
it is a Hunger
  
an Endless, Aching Need


I say Love
it is a Flower

and You it's Only Seed.



It's the Heart Afraid of Breaking
 
That Never Learns to Dance
  
It's the Dream Afraid of Waking
 
That Never Takes the Chance
  
  
It's the One Who Won't be Taken
Who Cannot Seem to Give
 
and The Soul Afraid of Dying
  
That Never Learns to Live
 
  
When the Night has been too Lonely
  
and the Road has been too Long
  
and you Think That Love is 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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