I say love it is a flower,And you , its only seed.
么了我说爱,是一朵花，么了你则是唯一的种子。
For the lucky and the strongJust remember in the winter,Far beneath the bitter snows,Lies the seed that with the sun's love,In the spring becomes the rose.
你家开天才眼看得，在厚厚的积雪底下，一颗种子一这下用作别觉在是家开不变成躺于之打，等春了里的阳光洒下，它个人么绽自道来成最美的玫瑰。