The Rose ~ Bette Midler
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 its only seed.
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
有人说，爱是一条河流容易将柔弱的芦苇淹没
有人说，爱是把剃刀
让你的灵魂淌血。
有人说，爱是一种渴望，
是无尽的苦痛需求。
我说，爱是一朵花，
而你是唯一的种子。
只记得在冬季积雪下躺着的一颗种子，
在太阳的爱抚下，将在春天成为玫瑰
