The rose /by Bette Midler Some say love, it is a river 有人說,愛是條河 that drowns the tender reed 容易將柔弱的蘆葦淹沒 Some say love, it is a razor 有人說,愛是把剃刀 that leaves your soul to bleed 會任由你的靈魂淌血 Some say love, it is a hunger an endless aching need 有人說,愛是種饑渴 一種無盡的帶痛的需求