作词 : Don McLean 作曲 : Don McLean Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue Colors changing hue morning field of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight 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 oneAs beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless head on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in the ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they're not listening still Perhaps they never will
[00:00.000] 作词 : Don McLean [00:01.000] 作曲 : Don McLean [00:12.310]Starry, starry night [00:17.040]Paint your palette [00:19.850] blue and grey [00:23.170] Look out on a [00:25.340] summer's day [00:27.280]With eyes that know [00:28.800]the darkness in my soul [00:31.970]Shadows on the hills [00:36.920]Sketch the trees [00:38.790]and the daffodils [00:42.270]Catch the breeze [00:44.200]and the winter chills [00:46.860]In colors on the [00:48.500]snowy linen land [00:53.380]Now I understand [00:58.850]what you tried to say to me [01:03.900]How you suffered [01:06.270]for your sanity [01:09.940]How you tried [01:11.350]to set them free [01:13.900]They would not listen [01:15.890]they did not know how [01:20.140]Perhaps they'll listen now [01:26.050]Starry, starry night [01:31.290]Flaming flowers that [01:33.710]brightly blaze [01:36.730]Swirling [01:38.220]clouds in violet haze [01:41.110]Reflect in Vincent's [01:42.800] eyes of China blue [01:45.390]Colors changing hue [01:50.320]morning field of amber grain [01:56.180]Weathered faces [01:57.970] lined in pain [02:00.200]Are soothed beneath the [02:01.990] artist's loving hand [02:04.450]Now I understand [02:09.720]what you tried to say to me [02:14.820]How you suffered [02:17.200] for your sanity [02:20.240] How you tried [02:21.760]to set them free [02:24.330]They would not listen [02:26.300]they did not know how [02:30.330]Perhaps they'll listen now [02:33.810]For they could not love you [02:38.250]But still your love was true [02:44.400] And when no [02:46.530]hope was left in sight [02:48.800]On that starry, starry night [02:52.680]You took your life [02:54.560]as lovers often do [02:58.120]But I could have told you [03:00.970] Vincent [03:02.300]This world was never meant [03:05.180]for oneAs beautiful as you [03:12.300]Starry, starry night [03:16.800]Portraits hung in empty halls [03:23.620]Frameless head on [03:25.690] nameless walls [03:27.760]With eyes that watch [03:29.560]the world and can't forget [03:32.010]Like the strangers [03:33.070] that you've met [03:37.350]The ragged men [03:39.400]in the ragged clothes [03:42.910]The silver thorn of [03:44.990] bloody rose [03:46.920]Lie crushed and broken [03:48.740]on the virgin snow [03:51.490]Now I think I know [03:56.990]what you tried to say to me [04:02.110]How you suffered [04:03.900] for your sanity [04:06.860] How you [04:07.960]tried to set them free [04:11.050]They would not listen [04:13.320]they're not listening still [04:18.530]Perhaps they never will
