TA的每日心情 | 慵懒 2015-11-26 15:57 |
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starry, starry night 7 a( A2 Y, }% k. `1 T4 B s
paint your palette blue and gray; W* B8 s% u$ c% ?0 N( E
look out on a summer's day
; U# _/ c) ]$ zwith eyes that know the darkness in my soul
2 a) i+ \& {* U" Nshadows on the hills
* [: o8 A+ r" B( c$ y# c9 { s5 X1 ksketch the trees and the daffodils; P& A; Z. J8 }7 h
catch the breeze and the winter chills
! ^$ w, ]0 w8 p4 Q$ K( w: hin colors on the snowy linen land! S9 o) {. ^( \' G3 W) h) @1 X# l
now i understand" L e- G/ W0 d
what you tried to say to me
! l; c1 `5 N( Yhow you suffered for your sanity
" V- y" l4 E' T( T+ jhow you tried to set them free
; s4 j" ]1 P; g8 p ]2 j* othey would not listen they did not know how& k! _& Q5 W" _: e* K
perhaps they'll listen now
) @7 e$ I! [9 a, gstarry, starry night' \8 E; f' h2 [' }" Q* [
flaming flowers that brightly blaze( u! W9 Z+ f- p2 ]
swirling clouds in violet haze
, V" B6 o1 D' x1 Y! f' {. K6 e, Vreflect in vincent's eyes of china blue
! h z% o" m' Y- m) _# a3 Scolors changing hue, C9 z1 B- f. Y* d a }
morning fields of amber grain
0 C2 v5 B) x) t4 P* jweathered faces lined in pain
: A0 Z4 d5 N. u* eare soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
" ^ L0 q* t; n5 s; r$ V+ h" R! i6 Enow i understand
; _& n0 Y% ^- P: C& K7 ywhat you tried to say to me
- c: a" x9 [* o- W ]. _- }how you suffered for your sanity$ r: c F, `& e* p& _9 r
how you tried to set them free4 r1 s4 r$ i4 _" l
they would not listen they did not know how
/ m0 E, [ ?) p' J9 L- v ^perhaps they'll listen now
/ z3 Y# ^$ C' G% E) qfor they could not love you' |( _! O5 |6 D5 s
but still your love was true
; A$ i, j) z6 X( V5 Uand when no hope was left inside on that - n) x# q' O% c! E2 P# b7 ~' `$ B- z
starry, starry night
O8 e# t4 Q Q( L5 `4 {- Byou took your life as lovers often do7 h; q/ u. B' O# q+ w
but i could have told you vincent
! T! ]8 H* x4 V9 E. [2 [) K5 |this world was never meant : n7 C6 G$ ]( @+ y
for one as beautiful as you# y' U: j! v# B' z% p
starry, starry night
- B1 g' }9 u$ n' E5 N) r+ ^" s; Yportraits hung in empty hall
% q: x p9 w/ @" K4 L0 u0 Dsframeless heads on nameless walls
1 |# L0 ~) J% N$ twith eyes that watch the world and can't forget
; x4 M8 q/ f1 T; c* \, llike the strangers that you've met
3 f7 Z/ Z1 Z' G: {/ Wthe ragged men in ragged clothes
* x1 @% J9 s* ?% U- E( O8 fthe silver thorn of bloody rose; W) |( @: u! ], T) a
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow" e3 G: ] B& U) n
now i think i know3 t$ N% \1 d6 k3 j" L
what you tried to say to me
2 H- M; {2 U2 y; _) bhow you suffered for your sanity
) \, ^& O* M) d1 Phow you tried to set them free2 P8 a9 I D9 i" C. X
they will not listen they're not listening stiff & r. B h7 e1 y" h- n
perhaps, they never will
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