🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) - Don McLean

  starry night.
 Paint  palette blue and grey,
 Look out  a summer''s day,
 With eyes that  the darkness in my soul.
 Shadows on the 
 Sketch  trees and the daffodils,
 Catch the breeze and  winter chills,
  colors on the snowy linen land.
 
 Now I understand what you tried to say  me,
 How you  for your sanity,
 How you  to set them free.
  would not listen, they did not know how.
 Perhaps they''ll listen 
 
 Starry, starry 
 Flaming flowers that brightly 
  clouds in violet haze,
 Reflect in Vincent''s eyes of china 
 Colors  hue, morning field of amber grain,
  faces lined in pain,
 Are soothed beneath  artist''s loving hand.
 
 Now I understand what you tried  say to me,
 How you suffered for  sanity,
 How  tried to set them free.
 They  not listen, they did not know how.
 Perhaps they''ll listen 
 
 For they  not love you,
 But still your love was 
 And when no hope was left  sight
 On that starry, starry 
 You took  life, as lovers often do.
  I could have told you, Vincent,
 This world  never meant for one
 As beautiful  you.
 
 Starry, starry 
 Portraits hung in empty 
  head on nameless walls,
 With eyes that watch the  and can''t forget.
 Like  strangers that you''ve met,
 The ragged men in the ragged 
 The silver  of bloody rose,
 Lie crushed and broken on  virgin snow.
 
 Now I  I know what you tried to say to me,
 How you suffered  your sanity,
 How you  to set them free.
 They would  listen, they''re not listening still.
 Perhaps they never