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

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