The Rose

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The Rose

ORIGINAL

Some say love, it is a river

That drowns the tender reed.

Some say love, it is a razor

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 its only seed.

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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.

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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.

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ELVISH

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Pen ped methel, ha gar sirion

Taw neitha i nind lisc.

Pen ped methel, ha gar hathel

Taw awartha lyaa fae na sereg

Pen ped methel, ha gar saig,

Uicaul baur.

Im ped methel, ha gar edlothia

Ar i eredh.

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Ha i nest girith ned breithale

Taw avo gelia na liltha.

Ha i oltha girith ned echuiale

Taw avo tangada i methel

Ha i ermar ava pol tangada

Mar alpol thia na anna

A i fae girith ned firle

Taw avo gelia na cuia.

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Ir i maur pul ereb

A i imrad pul anann,

A estel taw ermethel

Ani galu a i thenid,

Fael ren mi i rhîw

Haer di i helch

Caeda i eredh taw

na i anor methel

Ae i ethûil eden i meril.

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