女声_钢琴版_vincent_献给梵高的歌

spiderkid

Starry, starry night
Paint your pallet blue and grey
Look out on a summers day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul  
Shadows on the hills  
Sketch the trees and daffodils  
Catch the breeze and the winter chills  
In colors on the snowy lined land  
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me  
And how you suffered for your sanity  
And how you tried to set them free  
They would not listen  
They do not know how  
Perhaps they'll listen now  

Starry, starry night  
Flaming flowers that brightly blazed
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue  
Colors changing hue  
Morning fields of amber grey  
Whethered faces lined in pain  
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand  
For they could not love you  
But still your love was true  
And when your hope was left inside  
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 one as beautiful as you  

Like the strangers that you've met  
The ragged man in ragged clothes  
The silver thorn  
A bloody rose  
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow  
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me  
And how you suffered for your sanity  
And how you tried to set them free  
They were not listening  
They're not listening still  
Perhaps they never will

spiderkid

天籁之音  我懂梵高  我懂  
现在每天忙得都忘了 我是这么梵高的人