歌曲 | Vincent |
歌手 | Don McLean |
专辑 | Legendary Don McLean |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : McLean |
[00:00.12] | 作词 : McLean |
[00:00.37] | Starry, starry night |
[00:05.06] | paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:09.58] | look out on a summer's day |
[00:13.25] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:17.43] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:21.93] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:27.02] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:30.72] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.01] | And now I understand |
[00:41.50] | what you tried to say to me |
[00:46.19] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[00:51.41] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[00:54.20] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:00.22] | perhaps they'll listen now. |
[01:05.45] | Starry starry night |
[01:10.20] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:15.22] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:19.16] | reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue. |
[01:23.25] | Colors changing hue |
[01:28.23] | morning fields of amber grain |
[01:33.05] | weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:37.19] | are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand. |
[01:41.76] | And now I understand |
[01:46.47] | what you tried to say to me |
[01:50.83] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[01:55.81] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[01:58.70] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.33] | perhaps they'll listen now. |
[02:07.25] | For they could not love you |
[02:11.57] | but still your love was true |
[02:16.60] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.09] | starry starry night |
[02:23.36] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:28.95] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:32.55] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:41.67] | Starry starry night |
[02:46.63] | portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:51.50] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:55.52] | with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. |
[02:59.66] | Like the stranger that you've met |
[03:03.88] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:08.59] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:12.45] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:17.82] | And now I think I know |
[03:22.75] | what you tried to say to me |
[03:27.50] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[03:32.86] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[03:35.68] | They would not listen they're not listening still |
[03:41.86] | perhaps they never will |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : McLean |
[00:00.12] | zuo ci : McLean |
[00:00.37] | Starry, starry night |
[00:05.06] | paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:09.58] | look out on a summer' s day |
[00:13.25] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:17.43] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:21.93] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:27.02] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:30.72] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.01] | And now I understand |
[00:41.50] | what you tried to say to me |
[00:46.19] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[00:51.41] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[00:54.20] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:00.22] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:05.45] | Starry starry night |
[01:10.20] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:15.22] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:19.16] | reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
[01:23.25] | Colors changing hue |
[01:28.23] | morning fields of amber grain |
[01:33.05] | weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:37.19] | are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:41.76] | And now I understand |
[01:46.47] | what you tried to say to me |
[01:50.83] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[01:55.81] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[01:58.70] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.33] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:07.25] | For they could not love you |
[02:11.57] | but still your love was true |
[02:16.60] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.09] | starry starry night |
[02:23.36] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:28.95] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:32.55] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:41.67] | Starry starry night |
[02:46.63] | portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:51.50] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:55.52] | with eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
[02:59.66] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
[03:03.88] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:08.59] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:12.45] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:17.82] | And now I think I know |
[03:22.75] | what you tried to say to me |
[03:27.50] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[03:32.86] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[03:35.68] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
[03:41.86] | perhaps they never will |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McLean |
[00:00.12] | zuò cí : McLean |
[00:00.37] | Starry, starry night |
[00:05.06] | paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:09.58] | look out on a summer' s day |
[00:13.25] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:17.43] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:21.93] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:27.02] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:30.72] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.01] | And now I understand |
[00:41.50] | what you tried to say to me |
[00:46.19] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[00:51.41] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[00:54.20] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:00.22] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:05.45] | Starry starry night |
[01:10.20] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:15.22] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:19.16] | reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
[01:23.25] | Colors changing hue |
[01:28.23] | morning fields of amber grain |
[01:33.05] | weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:37.19] | are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:41.76] | And now I understand |
[01:46.47] | what you tried to say to me |
[01:50.83] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[01:55.81] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[01:58.70] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.33] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:07.25] | For they could not love you |
[02:11.57] | but still your love was true |
[02:16.60] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.09] | starry starry night |
[02:23.36] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:28.95] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:32.55] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:41.67] | Starry starry night |
[02:46.63] | portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:51.50] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:55.52] | with eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
[02:59.66] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
[03:03.88] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:08.59] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:12.45] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:17.82] | And now I think I know |
[03:22.75] | what you tried to say to me |
[03:27.50] | and how you suffered for your sanity |
[03:32.86] | and how you tried to set them free. |
[03:35.68] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
[03:41.86] | perhaps they never will |
[00:00.37] | 在星与星对望的夜晚 |
[00:05.06] | 在你的画板上涂抹蓝和灰的油彩 |
[00:09.58] | 在某个夏日里向外张望的 |
[00:13.25] | 不正是那看透我灵魂的你的双眸 |
[00:17.43] | 在山与山的阴影里 |
[00:21.93] | 勾勒出树林与水仙 |
[00:27.02] | 捕捉住冬日的寒冷和拂面清风 |
[00:30.72] | 色彩即被幻化在雪白色的亚麻画布上 |
[00:37.01] | 现在我终于明白了 |
[00:41.50] | 你究竟想对我倾诉什么 |
[00:46.19] | 你的心智是怎样的饱受折磨 |
[00:51.41] | 你又如何竭力的摆脱这痛苦 |
[00:54.20] | 但人们不会听 更不会懂 |
[01:00.22] | 也许此时他们想听听 |
[01:05.45] | 在星与星对望的夜晚 |
[01:10.20] | 花儿盛开犹如火焰起舞 |
[01:15.22] | 云朵舒卷犹如罗兰盛放 |
[01:19.16] | 这一切都映照在文森特湛蓝色的双眸中 |
[01:23.25] | 色彩幻化万千 |
[01:28.23] | 清晨麦田里琥珀色的穗 |
[01:33.05] | 和那饱受风霜皱纹的脸 |
[01:37.19] | 都被文森特艺术般的手轻抚 |
[01:41.76] | 现在 我终于明白了 |
[01:46.47] | 你究竟想对我倾诉什么 |
[01:50.83] | 你的心智是怎样的饱受折磨 |
[01:55.81] | 你又如何竭力摆脱这痛苦 |
[01:58.70] | 但人们不会听 更不会懂 |
[02:04.33] | 但也许此刻他们想听听呢 |
[02:07.25] | 尽管他们不曾爱你 |
[02:11.57] | 但你依然热切的渴望生活 |
[02:16.60] | 当爱和希望荡然无存 |
[02:22.09] | 在那星子对望的夜中 |
[02:23.36] | 你猝然而逝 如天上的繁星相恋在夜空 |
[02:28.95] | 可我不得不说啊 文森特 |
[02:32.55] | 你的这般美丽本就不属于这红尘俗世 |
[02:41.67] | 在星与星对望的夜晚 |
[02:46.63] | 你的自画像悬挂在空荡荡的展厅当中 |
[02:51.50] | 无框的自画像挂在世间虚空的墙上 |
[02:55.52] | 你那渴望生活的双眸 依然挥之不去 |
[02:59.66] | 如同你曾际遇过的每个陌生人 |
[03:03.88] | 那些失魂的看客 挣扎在褴褛衣衫里 |
[03:08.59] | 血色玫瑰上银色荆棘的刺 |
[03:12.45] | 被摧折粉碎 化作尘埃飘向初雪的大地 |
[03:17.82] | 我终于明白了 |
[03:22.75] | 你究竟想对我倾诉什么 |
[03:27.50] | 你的心智是怎样的饱受折磨 |
[03:32.86] | 你又如何竭力的摆脱这痛苦 |
[03:35.68] | 但人们不会听 因为他们并不会用心倾听 |
[03:41.86] | 或许 他们惧怕把这一切听见 |