|
|
<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>
/ d4 g( m8 o- ^ n
$ Q* @' g+ z: Y, m1 SStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
H1 ^6 L1 F, [; lLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, % P3 ^- S+ G# v
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
) I; V1 C! `9 ]Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : o: h3 r" } w1 o9 K
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
2 l& s8 W: R3 u$ YHow you suffered for you sanity, : c! H K; |% E$ ]& M7 A2 {' h
How you tried to set them free,
- [, P0 P6 z9 H, R& l/ Y/ }' i" L0 }They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* S4 d- X" t5 n/ P0 A9 }Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , M7 y" }$ V3 B
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' w7 J+ W n r- ?; d
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, W' X' Q4 s4 K# r# p$ _, D; C- bWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 1 A% R; S) u# J ^" q4 h
4 y! P1 \$ z* n4 d5 [8 ]For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
; l7 Z( N4 ]9 `9 {Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! @4 K, A2 P% N& U+ Z$ e
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
' {/ n3 y& H3 {8 U! xBut I could have told you, Vincent,
( J& L5 \( _2 E$ pThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
# U: b9 D. D0 f& j: U
8 }$ l! G* Y/ M$ } PStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : E) y3 y( |$ O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - c" V$ b, Z' |$ Q0 [
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 F$ { R* p' j; k" e2 `% \
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. , G1 i2 g0 r7 S b+ H" m6 W7 k
0 C) K0 H+ s4 K A- S
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, / H) u4 \3 {3 e- v0 N. @
How you suffered for you sanity,* C% U' V6 L0 @7 F, S3 ?- w
How you tried to set them free, 6 v8 [' V2 i/ r2 i
They would not listen they're not listening still, c" F5 h6 ^" y0 Z: r4 i2 d
Perhaps they never will. |
|