|
|
<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>
2 }. p1 o4 O/ R/ M7 ^" C1 }1 V+ P- _( |
Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ ~9 e& w4 S/ \Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
; C! g* m' i; w8 |Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, g/ k6 ~, w z# N7 ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. # P) d- z. D6 i
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,% M, V) L4 A3 u( a
How you suffered for you sanity, 2 j- N9 f* z* u) g- a! p. p2 K
How you tried to set them free,
% x/ ~( Z% N+ @They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ; a9 o7 v$ W, Q2 t# L
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 ?/ t) x3 B# ~/ D0 G8 E0 cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! p8 J/ {. e, f( Q- Z9 I' z
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 2 V9 e5 Q% E. n
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
$ d. C" _! P/ M' ~) @9 r a9 R+ n b7 t7 l8 G1 Y1 l @" q% x
For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. M& R: g2 w! c9 d" q5 k" ]4 gAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 W0 l* z+ n: M. |; ^1 d
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 ^$ h$ |& y. L) r$ fBut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 c: z* U4 n) u h' J' H0 C
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ; U: y$ |, h% r9 Q
1 P1 }" A' P: q1 o5 ]9 yStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 y. t/ G* L7 s: W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . f. g! f% s3 [( S" B8 Y# q7 d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ H9 d6 ]% X$ c! q' S9 v+ EThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
+ ]8 k. B& m5 \9 O- I8 T- z n
$ D6 u6 N% q6 N* n/ sNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% k' n: }2 @5 X! v& u. x. { DHow you suffered for you sanity,7 e3 B: Z+ \1 T7 a: {' G
How you tried to set them free,
% }" ^% i1 D3 N3 c) sThey would not listen they're not listening still,
8 G+ |% X. @6 ^Perhaps they never will. |
|