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寂寞，路太长。当你以为爱只属於幸运者和强大的人，只要记住，在冬天，皑皑的白雪下面，埋著一颗种子。春天，在阳光的抚爱下，变成一朵玫瑰。

The rose　 by 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 ag 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 akes a ce.

it’s the one who won’t be taken, who ot 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 beh the bitter snows,

lies the seed, that with the sun’s love, in the spring bees the rose

番外：在你的生活里

Razor 之番外：在你的生活里

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