|
<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>& O1 c t% W& p4 Q. S) h1 S! b) p
4 `7 \0 d9 z+ {Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) e& k' U" n% R: gLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, " C& L$ u1 U+ W) [" ?4 `) G- E& _
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,6 W1 C/ _+ q, F a
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 A, |! U& J9 t
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ [2 k* _ F; W( r: OHow you suffered for you sanity,
% v1 ^! L: E- f( J6 |How you tried to set them free, " d8 ~/ y" ]& X1 x+ H% j
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# {! l7 i% ^5 j0 p) GStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ) c; t( n. W5 L
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 q9 {5 v1 a; C9 P* L0 Z
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 t' l( _, D5 `. iWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
" e8 }9 Q4 c. r4 \5 p' c3 ^$ x$ f5 c' g- x
For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
% s5 H+ f! M2 N) K8 GAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
0 u B( \. h; z; @& P2 cYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
8 c' h' |& Y& _( nBut I could have told you, Vincent,
+ J. X; e( o, aThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
2 K/ P! V( @: ` ?* I" g- k. V8 g, M6 C/ V/ Q! f
Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, + k$ L. Q5 A6 R5 |
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ; S# N1 L4 B2 @& {9 |3 ^0 ^
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - ?5 O! l& ~7 ?% H
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
9 ? `! t: a9 C8 N
/ j/ y4 A g& |0 T* p+ LNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 ?0 Y! C9 ~, b- R) `; |3 [/ N
How you suffered for you sanity,
. E T" A0 v! FHow you tried to set them free,
6 s1 m" q8 @2 [2 q* q h) d: _They would not listen they're not listening still,
* X0 @! n6 H8 R* a8 ]+ sPerhaps they never will. |
|