The Rose — текст песни (Nana Mouskouri)

Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is 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 & you its only seed

It`s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
Its 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 & the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky & the strong
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