Starry Starry Night

A beautiful song with many versions, but this one obviously is one of the best.  Have watched another similar flash work, which was more than perfect, but couldn't locate it anymore.  Tried to steal it from Chic's Blog, however still in vain.  Hers was also out of work, shame!

Good news is that the YouTube turns out to be a reliable source.  Better than nothing, finally I've got this one.  So, grab it and paste to my blog is all I need to do.  Click, click and click,  let's enjoy! 

Vincent (Starry Starry Night)
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 daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand what you try to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen you 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 Soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

For they could not love you
But still your love was ture
And when no hope was left inside
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're met
The ragged man in ragged cloth
A silver thorn in a blood rose
Lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know what you try to say to me
That how you suffered for your sanity
And how you try to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

[楚天碧霭]

p4兄，我不懂画，但是看凡高的作品总会被他的色彩深深吸引。或许就是因为色块里的激情有挡也挡不住的冲击。

这首歌很美，很妥帖。很有感染力。：）

[P4503A4]

nice song, nice English!

梵高，也许可以不被理解，但毫无疑问应奉上我们的一份尊重和敬意！短促、急狂的笔触勾画出压抑着的激情，那种渴望理解而又不能、不被理解和认可的压抑，最终爆发出的毁灭却是自己。那幅在罗浮宫里的肖像画真的印象深刻，为此妻子又买了他的向日葵、麦田收割者和黄屋。

唉，太过浓烈的情感或是什么，都是难以被人接受、理解和认可的吧，也许是太大的压力吧！