谁能够帮我翻译下这文章啦？谢谢了 ，中文翻译成英文的

生活不是谈恋爱，所谓的甜蜜，只不过是瞬间的感觉，过去之后，照例要在俗世奔波忙碌。
对某人，爱情是一种疾病，类似于发烧，一旦患上，整个人便失去方向般头重脚轻，昏昏沉沉。而且，所有的器官都迟钝起来，你只能闻到爱情的味道，哪怕是浅浅细细的一丝一楼。除此之外的一切味道，声音色彩，皆视若无睹。
而对于另一类人，爱情则是路边一种可供欣赏的风景，任谁走过，都可以采摘下来，玩弄一把，一旦到了要启程的时候，则能够毫无牵挂地将之弃掉，去追寻前方更美的景致。
Life is not falling in love, the so-called sweet, just an instant feeling of the past, as usual, lay in a busy travel.

Against a person, love is a disease similar to the fever, once contracted, a man in a top-heavy as it lost direction, fell away. In addition, all organs are slow, you can smell the flavor of love, even if it is thin ray of light on the first floor. In addition to all the taste, sound color, turn a blind eye to all.

As for the other, love is for a street to enjoy the scenery through anyone can pick down, a play, when the departed, then nothing can be about to be abandoned Out to search for more front view of the United States.

The life is not in love, so-called happiness, but is the instantaneous feeli