Some say love it is a river， 爱如河流， That drowns the tender reed. 淹没芦苇！ Some say love it is a razor， 爱如刀锋， That leaves your soul to bleed. 喋血灵魂！ Some say love it is a hunger， 爱如饥似渴， An endless， aching need， 无法穷尽！ I say love it is a flower， 爱是花朵， And you - its only seed. 而你，就是唯一的花种！ ——花无数译
