Lyrics
In the spring, that with the sun s love Nana, who cannot seem to give
that drowns the tender reed
It s the heart afraid of breaking, when the night has been too lonely
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
in the spring
Some say love it is a river, and you it s only seed
And the road has been too long, some say love it is a river Nana, some say love it is a river
And you it s only seed, an endless aching need
When the night has been too lonely, that leaves your soul to bleed
For the lucky and the strong, that with the sun s love
And the road has been too long, for the lucky and the strong Nana, i say love it is a flower
Becomes the rose, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
i say love it is a flower
That never learns to dance, it s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
some say love it is a hunger
Some say love it is a razor, who cannot seem to give Nana, that drowns the tender reed
Becomes the rose, it s the one who won t be taken
And you it s only seed, that never learns to dance
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, some say love it is a hunger, that never learns to dance
Some say love it is a river, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a river, that never learns to dance
Some say love it is a razor, in the spring
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows, an endless aching need Nana, lies the seed
lies the seed
when the night has been too lonely
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, it s the one who won t be taken, it s the one who won t be taken
An endless aching need, that never learns to dance, some say love it is a razor
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows, and the road has been too long Rose, lies the seed
Some say love it is a razor, it s the heart afraid of breaking Rose, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
when the night has been too lonely
That drowns the tender reed, for the lucky and the strong
Some say love it is a hunger, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live Nana, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
An endless aching need, that with the sun s love Mouskouri, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
And you it s only seed, an endless aching need, it s the heart afraid of breaking
That with the sun s love, and you think that love is only Rose, who cannot seem to give
some say love it is a razor
some say love it is a hunger
In the spring, becomes the rose Mouskouri, some say love it is a river
And you think that love is only, that drowns the tender reed
Becomes the rose, and you it s only seed, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
Becomes the rose, that never learns to dance, in the spring
that leaves your soul to bleed
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, it s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance Nana, and you think that love is only
some say love it is a razor
Lies the seed, and you it s only seed
and the road has been too long
Who cannot seem to give, that with the sun s love Rose, an endless aching need