Song | Vincent |
Artist | Damien Leith |
Album | Catch The Wind: Songs Of A Generation |
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[0-1:49.500] | 《Vincent》 |
[0-1:54.500] | |
[0-1:55.500] | Sung By "Don Mclean" |
[00:00.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:01.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:06.500] | Paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:11.500] | Look out on a summer's day |
[00:14.500] | With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:19.500] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:23.500] | Sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:28.500] | Catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:32.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:36.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.500] | Now I understand |
[00:42.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[00:47.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[00:52.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[00:55.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:01.500] | Perhaps they'll listen now. |
[01:06.500] | Perhaps they'll listen now. |
[01:07.500] | Starry starry night |
[01:12.500] | Flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:17.500] | Swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:21.500] | Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue. |
[01:25.500] | Colors changing hue |
[01:29.500] | Morning fields of amber grain |
[01:34.500] | Weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:38.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand. |
[01:42.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand. |
[01:43.500] | Now I understand |
[01:47.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[01:52.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[01:57.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[02:00.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.500] | Perhaps they'll listen now. |
[02:07.500] | Perhaps they'll listen now. |
[02:08.500] | For they could not love you |
[02:13.500] | But still your love was true |
[02:18.500] | And when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.500] | Starry starry night. |
[02:25.500] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:31.500] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:35.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:43.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:44.500] | Starry starry night |
[02:49.500] | Portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:54.500] | Frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:58.500] | With eyes that watch the world and can't forget. |
[03:01.500] | Like the stranger that you've met |
[03:04.500] | The ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:11.500] | The silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:14.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:19.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:20.500] | Now I think I know |
[03:25.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[03:29.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[03:35.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[03:38.500] | They would not listen they're not listening still |
[03:46.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:58.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:59.500] | The End. |
[0-1:49.500] | Vincent |
[0-1:54.500] | |
[0-1:55.500] | Sung By " Don Mclean" |
[00:00.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:01.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:06.500] | Paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:11.500] | Look out on a summer' s day |
[00:14.500] | With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:19.500] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:23.500] | Sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:28.500] | Catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:32.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:36.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.500] | Now I understand |
[00:42.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[00:47.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[00:52.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[00:55.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:01.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:06.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:07.500] | Starry starry night |
[01:12.500] | Flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:17.500] | Swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:21.500] | Reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
[01:25.500] | Colors changing hue |
[01:29.500] | Morning fields of amber grain |
[01:34.500] | Weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:38.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:42.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:43.500] | Now I understand |
[01:47.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[01:52.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[01:57.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[02:00.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:07.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:08.500] | For they could not love you |
[02:13.500] | But still your love was true |
[02:18.500] | And when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.500] | Starry starry night. |
[02:25.500] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:31.500] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:35.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:43.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:44.500] | Starry starry night |
[02:49.500] | Portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:54.500] | Frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:58.500] | With eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
[03:01.500] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
[03:04.500] | The ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:11.500] | The silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:14.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:19.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:20.500] | Now I think I know |
[03:25.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[03:29.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[03:35.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[03:38.500] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
[03:46.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:58.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:59.500] | The End. |
[0-1:49.500] | Vincent |
[0-1:54.500] | |
[0-1:55.500] | Sung By " Don Mclean" |
[00:00.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:01.500] | Starry starry night |
[00:06.500] | Paint your palette blue and grey |
[00:11.500] | Look out on a summer' s day |
[00:14.500] | With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
[00:19.500] | Shadows on the hills |
[00:23.500] | Sketch the trees and the daffodils |
[00:28.500] | Catch the breeze and the winter chills |
[00:32.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:36.500] | In colors on the snowy linen land. |
[00:37.500] | Now I understand |
[00:42.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[00:47.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[00:52.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[00:55.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[01:01.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:06.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[01:07.500] | Starry starry night |
[01:12.500] | Flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
[01:17.500] | Swirling clouds in violet haze |
[01:21.500] | Reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
[01:25.500] | Colors changing hue |
[01:29.500] | Morning fields of amber grain |
[01:34.500] | Weathered faces lined in pain |
[01:38.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:42.500] | Are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
[01:43.500] | Now I understand |
[01:47.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[01:52.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[01:57.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[02:00.500] | They would not listen they did not know how |
[02:04.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:07.500] | Perhaps they' ll listen now. |
[02:08.500] | For they could not love you |
[02:13.500] | But still your love was true |
[02:18.500] | And when no hope was left in sight on that |
[02:22.500] | Starry starry night. |
[02:25.500] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
[02:31.500] | But I could have told you Vincent |
[02:35.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:43.500] | This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
[02:44.500] | Starry starry night |
[02:49.500] | Portraits hung in empty halls |
[02:54.500] | Frameless heads on nameless walls |
[02:58.500] | With eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
[03:01.500] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
[03:04.500] | The ragged men in ragged clothes |
[03:11.500] | The silver thorn of bloddy rose |
[03:14.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:19.500] | Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
[03:20.500] | Now I think I know |
[03:25.500] | What you tried to say to me |
[03:29.500] | How you suffered for your sanity |
[03:35.500] | How you tried to set them free. |
[03:38.500] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
[03:46.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:58.500] | Perhaps they never will. |
[03:59.500] | The End. |