Vincent
作词 : Don McLean
作曲 : Don McLean
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette
blue and grey
Look out on a
summer's day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees
and the daffodils
Catch the breeze
and the winter chills
In colors on the
snowy linen land
Now I understand
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
How you tried
to set them free
They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that
brightly blaze
Swirling
clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's
eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
morning field of amber grain
Weathered faces
lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the
artist's loving hand
Now I understand
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
How you tried
to set them free
They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no
hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life
as lovers often do
But I could have told you
Vincent
This world was never meant
for oneAs beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless head on
nameless walls
With eyes that watch
the world and can't forget
Like the strangers
that you've met
The ragged men
in the ragged clothes
The silver thorn of
bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
How you
tried to set them free
They would not listen
they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
VincentLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Don McLean
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Don McLean
[00:12.310]Starry, starry night
[00:17.040]Paint your palette
[00:19.850] blue and grey
[00:23.170] Look out on a
[00:25.340] summer's day
[00:27.280]With eyes that know
[00:28.800]the darkness in my soul
[00:31.970]Shadows on the hills
[00:36.920]Sketch the trees
[00:38.790]and the daffodils
[00:42.270]Catch the breeze
[00:44.200]and the winter chills
[00:46.860]In colors on the
[00:48.500]snowy linen land
[00:53.380]Now I understand
[00:58.850]what you tried to say to me
[01:03.900]How you suffered
[01:06.270]for your sanity
[01:09.940]How you tried
[01:11.350]to set them free
[01:13.900]They would not listen
[01:15.890]they did not know how
[01:20.140]Perhaps they'll listen now
[01:26.050]Starry, starry night
[01:31.290]Flaming flowers that
[01:33.710]brightly blaze
[01:36.730]Swirling
[01:38.220]clouds in violet haze
[01:41.110]Reflect in Vincent's
[01:42.800] eyes of China blue
[01:45.390]Colors changing hue
[01:50.320]morning field of amber grain
[01:56.180]Weathered faces
[01:57.970] lined in pain
[02:00.200]Are soothed beneath the
[02:01.990] artist's loving hand
[02:04.450]Now I understand
[02:09.720]what you tried to say to me
[02:14.820]How you suffered
[02:17.200] for your sanity
[02:20.240] How you tried
[02:21.760]to set them free
[02:24.330]They would not listen
[02:26.300]they did not know how
[02:30.330]Perhaps they'll listen now
[02:33.810]For they could not love you
[02:38.250]But still your love was true
[02:44.400] And when no
[02:46.530]hope was left in sight
[02:48.800]On that starry, starry night
[02:52.680]You took your life
[02:54.560]as lovers often do
[02:58.120]But I could have told you
[03:00.970] Vincent
[03:02.300]This world was never meant
[03:05.180]for oneAs beautiful as you
[03:12.300]Starry, starry night
[03:16.800]Portraits hung in empty halls
[03:23.620]Frameless head on
[03:25.690] nameless walls
[03:27.760]With eyes that watch
[03:29.560]the world and can't forget
[03:32.010]Like the strangers
[03:33.070] that you've met
[03:37.350]The ragged men
[03:39.400]in the ragged clothes
[03:42.910]The silver thorn of
[03:44.990] bloody rose
[03:46.920]Lie crushed and broken
[03:48.740]on the virgin snow
[03:51.490]Now I think I know
[03:56.990]what you tried to say to me
[04:02.110]How you suffered
[04:03.900] for your sanity
[04:06.860] How you
[04:07.960]tried to set them free
[04:11.050]They would not listen
[04:13.320]they're not listening still
[04:18.530]Perhaps they never will
