|
|
<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/opKBF5q7mks&hl=zh_TW&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/opKBF5q7mks&hl=zh_TW&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>; I7 j8 ~. R* N
, @# p0 M3 t vStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 8 [6 J, u' J: |
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 @+ E5 |0 A1 s+ h7 K, [
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- |4 W7 |8 A+ @4 g2 c" x; k
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; d4 c+ n7 E( Q/ zNow I understand what you tried to say to me,& a' a/ u0 S; o" `% ~4 E
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 k" i4 j' W3 D+ VHow you tried to set them free,
/ N0 m1 G: V+ |/ V$ ?# XThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 E; m) b% }8 [0 e: E. E
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
( u6 @0 _* [/ [Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% ?- U" t. D3 a, `Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
N9 L n. h/ L4 v0 yWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
" I2 A$ O0 l' G; g& ~8 w% [9 Y$ H8 _$ `) C6 E. ]0 H8 y! G
For they could not love you, but still your love was true, $ t/ T! G7 u% e6 H
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, N/ C+ h1 d+ _7 R3 e
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. {6 W! E* Y" n8 |7 ABut I could have told you, Vincent,
. Z) z$ \: c t3 E4 zThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
! a; P* ?0 C: Q- c5 W; V0 |
& R+ s( Q/ f3 @; RStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : L$ f) |) [! X: F9 @8 s6 Y0 t. q
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 J# d8 e" j8 N: X& n' l
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
; G, A3 o# A# q2 C4 n$ j+ b/ RThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
: j0 P0 Z) }9 U2 J z3 L* R/ R
$ S& m# b1 V9 q; {$ PNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
8 h ]# ~' x) W0 A/ @7 k; l$ xHow you suffered for you sanity,8 ~' N( C4 I6 e( |7 F4 j# q) a# B
How you tried to set them free, . e$ H! ~! Q/ X0 U. t% V; @
They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 {4 C% W0 K" p2 g
Perhaps they never will. |
|