The Rose-Nana Mouskouri

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[00:00.00]The Rose - Nana Mouskouri
[00:07.22]Some say love it is a river
[00:15.26]That drowns the tender reed
[00:22.28]Some say love it is a razor
[00:30.24]That leaves your soul to bleed
[00:37.28]Some say love it is a hunger
[00:45.44]An endless aching need
[00:52.76]I say love it is a flower
[01:00.78]And you its only seed
[01:11.83]It's the heart afraid of breaking
[01:19.24]That never learns to dance
[01:25.83]It's the dream afraid of waking
[01:32.85]That never takes the chance
[01:39.68]It's the one who won't be taken
[01:47.03]Who cannot seem to give
[01:53.88]And the soul afraid of dying
[02:01.07]That never learns to live
[02:11.41]When the night has been too lonely
[02:18.00]And the road has been too long
[02:24.80]And you think that love is only
[02:31.48]For the lucky and the strong
[02:38.40]Just remember in the winter
[02:44.99]Far beneath the bitter snow
[02:53.09]Lies the seed that with the sun's love
[03:01.36]In the spring becomes the rose