杜麗莎丨Vincent丨HKPO & Teresa Carpio DIVA 港樂杜麗莎

Vincent
(Don McLean (USA)) Arranged by: Joey Villanueva

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 trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
And colours on the snowy linen land.

* 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 did 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 Colours changing hue,
Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain
Now soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
(Repeat *)
For they could not love you. But still, your love was true
When no hope was left inside. On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do

But I could've 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
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes,
The silver thorn, the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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 did not listen; they're not listening still--
Perhaps they never will.