Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching 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 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
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 beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love
In the spring
Becomes the rose
[ Romaji ]
愛という実体のないものを、厳しい冬を越えて咲く一輪の花に例えた比喩表現が非常に奥深かったです。傷つくことを恐れて動けずにいる心に対し、生きることの本質は挑戦と自己犠牲にあると優しく諭してくれます。たとえ今は孤独で長い道のりの途中にいたとしても、内なる種を信じて太陽の光を待てば、必ず美しい花が開くという力強い励ましに、多くの人が救われることでしょう。
