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公子 所有专集歌曲试听 高速下载
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附歌词:
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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they're not listening still
perhaps they never will.
by lune
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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they're not listening still
perhaps they never will.
by lune
附歌词:
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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they're not listening still
perhaps they never will.
by lune
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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I understand
what you tried 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 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.
And now I think I know
what you tried to say to me
and how you suffered for your sanity
and how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they're not listening still
perhaps they never will.
by lune
星空的星空夜
油漆你的调色板蓝灰色
寻找出一个夏季的一天
与眼睛知道，在黑暗中我的灵魂。
影子山岗
素描树木和水仙花
捕捉微风和冬季寒冷
在颜色上雪域亚麻土地。
现在我明白
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不知道如何
也许他们会听。
星空的星空夜
火焰熊熊，鲜花灿烂大火
旋云紫烟霞
反映在文森特的眼里，中国蓝。
颜色改变色调
早上领域的琥珀粮食
风化面临内衬疼痛
是平滑下方艺术家的热爱之手。
现在我明白
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不知道如何
也许他们会听。
因为他们不能爱你
但你们的爱是真实的
当没有希望被留在视线上
星空的星空夜晚。
你了你的生活，作为爱好者经常做，
但我可以告诉你，文森特
这个世界上从来就不是一个美丽的，因为你。
星空的星空夜
肖像挂在空会堂
无框元首对无名墙
与眼睛看世界，并不能忘记。
像陌生人，你见了
这个破烂的男子在破烂衣服
银刺的玫瑰bloddy
谎言粉碎破碎维尔京积雪。
现在，我想我知道
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不听，仍然
他们也许永远也不会。
由lune
油漆你的调色板蓝灰色
寻找出一个夏季的一天
与眼睛知道，在黑暗中我的灵魂。
影子山岗
素描树木和水仙花
捕捉微风和冬季寒冷
在颜色上雪域亚麻土地。
现在我明白
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不知道如何
也许他们会听。
星空的星空夜
火焰熊熊，鲜花灿烂大火
旋云紫烟霞
反映在文森特的眼里，中国蓝。
颜色改变色调
早上领域的琥珀粮食
风化面临内衬疼痛
是平滑下方艺术家的热爱之手。
现在我明白
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不知道如何
也许他们会听。
因为他们不能爱你
但你们的爱是真实的
当没有希望被留在视线上
星空的星空夜晚。
你了你的生活，作为爱好者经常做，
但我可以告诉你，文森特
这个世界上从来就不是一个美丽的，因为你。
星空的星空夜
肖像挂在空会堂
无框元首对无名墙
与眼睛看世界，并不能忘记。
像陌生人，你见了
这个破烂的男子在破烂衣服
银刺的玫瑰bloddy
谎言粉碎破碎维尔京积雪。
现在，我想我知道
你尝试我说：
您将如何忍受你的思维
您如何试图让它们获得自由。
她们就是不听，他们不听，仍然
他们也许永远也不会。
由lune
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