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