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| The Rose | |
| Some say love it 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. |
| zuo ci : wu | |
| zuo qu : wu | |
| The Rose | |
| Some say love it 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. |
| zuò cí : wú | |
| zuò qǔ : wú | |
| The Rose | |
| Some say love it 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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