Текст песни Joan Baez - The Rose

Some say love, it is a river,that drowns the tender reedSome say love, it is a razor,that leaves your soul to bleedSome say love, it is a hunger,an endless aching needI say love, it is a flower,and you, its only seedIt's the heart afraid of breaking,that never learns to danceIt's the dream afraid of waking,that never takes the chance

It's the one who won't be taken,Who cannot seem to giveAnd the soul afraid of dying,that never learns to liveWhen the night has been too lonelyand the road has been too longAnd you think that love is onlyfor the lucky and the strongJust remember that in the winter,far beneath the bitter snowLies the seed, that with the sun's lovein the spring becomes the rose.
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