Some say love, it is a river ¾î¶² À̵éÀº »ç¶ûÀÌ °°ú °°´Ù°í ÇÕ´Ï´Ù That drowns the tender reed. ¿¬ÇÑ °¥´ë¸¦ Àá±â°Ô ÇÏ´Â Some say love, it is a razor »ç¶ûÀÌ ³¯Ä«·Î¿î Ä® °°´Ù°í ¸»ÇÏ´Â À̵鵵 ÀÖÁÒ That leaves your soul to bleed. ¿µÈ¥¿¡ »óó¸¦ ÀÔÈ÷´Â ±×·± Ä®À̶ó°í Some say love, it is a hunger ¾î¶² À̵éÀº »ç¶ûÀÌ ¿¸ÁÀ̶ó°íµµ ÇÏ°í An endless, aching need. ¶Ç ³¡¾ø´Â ¿å±¸¶ó°íµµ ÇØ¿ä I say love,it's a flower ³ª´Â »ç¶ûÀÌ ²ÉÀ̶ó°í, And you it's only seed. ¶Ç ´ç½ÅÀº ¾¾¾ÑÀÏ »ÓÀ̶ó°í ÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
It's the heart afraid of breakin' ¸¶À½ÀÌ ¾ÆÇðÍÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷Àº That never learns to dance. »ç¶ûÀ» °æÇèÇÒ ¼ö°¡ ¾øÁÒ It's the dream afraid of wakin' ²Þ¿¡¼ ±ú¾î³ª±æ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷Àº That never takes the chance. ¸ðÇèÀ» ÇÏÁö ¾Ê½À´Ï´Ù. It's the one who won't be taken »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÆµéÀÏ ¼ö ¾ø´Â »ç¶÷Àº Who cannot seem to give. »ç¶ûÀ» ÇÒ ¼öµµ ¾øÁÒ
And the soul afraid of dyin' Á×À½À» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â ÀÌ´Â That never learns to live. »ì¾Æ°¡´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ï ¼ö°¡ ¾øÀ» °Ì´Ï´Ù. When the night has been too lonely ¹ãÀÌ ³Ê¹« ¿Ü·Ó°í And the road has been too long °¡´Â ±æÀÌ ¸Ö°í Èûµé°Ô¸¸ ´À²¸Á® And you think that love is »ç¶ûÀÌ only for the lucky and the strong ¿îÁÁ°í °ÇÑ »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Ô³ª ¿À´Â °ÍÀ̶ó´Â »ý°¢ÀÌ µé¶§´Â
Just remember in the winter ÀÌ°É ±â¾ïÇϼ¼¿ä Far beneath the bitter snows °Ü¿ïÀÇ Â÷°¡¿î ´« ¹Ø ±íÀº °÷¿¡ Lies the seed ¾¾¾ÑÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù´Â °É that with the sun's love žçÀÌ ¾î·ç¸¸Á®ÁÖ¸é In the spring becomes the rose º½¿¡ ÇÑ ¼ÛÀÌ Àå¹Ì·Î ÇǾ ±×·± ¾¾¾ÑÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù´Â °ÍÀ»