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

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