Vincent

演唱者:Ronan Keating

专辑:Songs For My Mother

    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 fields of amber grain

    Weathered faces lined in pain

    Are smoothed 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 one as beautiful as you

    Starry starry night

    Portraits hung in empty halls

    Frameless heads on nameless walls

    With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

    Like the stranger that you've met

    The ragged men in ragged clothes

    The silver thorn of bloddy 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

    [00:00.27]Starry starry night

    [00:05.67]Paint your palette blue and grey

    [00:10.40]Look out on a summer's day

    [00:13.65]With eyes that know the darkness in my soul

    [00:17.78]Shadows on the hills

    [00:22.45]Sketch the trees and the daffodils

    [00:27.57]Catch the breeze and the winter chills

    [00:31.12]In colors on the snowy linen land

    [00:37.90]Now I understand

    [00:42.69]What you tried to say to me

    [00:47.27]How you suffered for your sanity

    [00:52.31]How you tried to set them free

    [00:55.82]They would not listen they did not know how

    [01:01.19]Perhaps they'll listen now

    [01:06.83]Starry starry night

    [01:11.77]Flaming flowers that brightly blaze

    [01:16.86]Swirling clouds in violet haze

    [01:20.42]Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue

    [01:24.49]Colors changing hue

    [01:29.43]Morning fields of amber grain

    [01:34.53]Weathered faces lined in pain

    [01:38.00]Are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand

    [01:42.04]Now I understand

    [01:47.17]What you tried to say to me

    [01:51.54]How you suffered for your sanity

    [01:56.64]How you tried to set them free

    [01:59.57]They would not listen they did not know how

    [02:05.07]Perhaps they'll listen now

    [02:07.80]For they could not love you

    [02:12.65]But still your love was true

    [02:17.70]And when no hope was left in sight on that

    [02:22.00]Starry starry night

    [02:24.93]You took your life as lovers often do

    [02:30.48]But I could have told you Vincent

    [02:33.26]This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

    [02:42.28]Starry starry night

    [02:47.16]Portraits hung in empty halls

    [02:52.29]Frameless heads on nameless walls

    [02:55.64]With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

    [02:59.89]Like the stranger that you've met

    [03:03.98]The ragged men in ragged clothes

    [03:09.11]The silver thorn of bloddy rose

    [03:12.76]Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

    [03:16.68]Now I think I know

    [03:21.91]What you tried to say to me

    [03:26.40]How you suffered for your sanity

    [03:31.44]How you tried to set them free

    [03:35.14]They would not listen they're not listening still

    [03:40.42]Perhaps they never will

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