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