|
|
<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>' R! R! |* w; ]9 O, `5 @
7 j. i7 f* r9 ^, i8 V' r
Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
5 T/ B* i1 n0 E g* oLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' K9 { F3 c+ _5 M/ H6 \" eShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ G6 x+ j# }3 P/ u+ N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
* [0 [1 _) h/ j+ x$ K$ W rNow I understand what you tried to say to me," O% L% u+ x( Q* S! K
How you suffered for you sanity,
# b0 [( W3 [) I) F9 |1 X6 tHow you tried to set them free,
, [; C2 L, ?" f EThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 {; D0 I7 q& y$ f1 W& g- |
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, w7 B% s) l. Y+ J; c
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! ]( F# n9 q2 ?
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: Q. g6 L1 ~0 KWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. U8 R1 z3 q q6 _
( e) L0 h9 k2 V
For they could not love you, but still your love was true, * c$ o5 s4 |+ w2 A1 x' v
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 M8 [8 k: e- z# r# n0 W% z% bYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
) ^% d* Y ]2 |But I could have told you, Vincent, ' j; c8 G& C0 T5 c" p2 G! L6 B6 c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. / p- Y. b/ ^# T
6 R6 {1 @0 T! X) c% {Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ( p T' e) u2 I1 {- @* d
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ u1 C8 |$ j, z
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
, W. u& ^9 F; s; i; ]The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
4 s1 l1 _7 e5 z% Z5 e7 Y ~6 ?/ v: u* w! S
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, , E/ Q3 Z' ~4 S7 d
How you suffered for you sanity," K' ~6 h) N U" G( O
How you tried to set them free, % E( P# f- b& O# ~
They would not listen they're not listening still,
4 j1 R* A% \7 d/ ~$ q9 tPerhaps they never will. |
|