[00:00.00] 作词 : Don McLean[00:00.18] 作曲 : Don McLean[00:00.37]Starry, starry night[00:05.06]paint your palette blue and grey[00:09.58]look out on a summer's day[00:13.25]with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.[00:17.43]Shadows on the hills[00:21.93]sketch the trees and the daffodils[00:27.02]catch the breeze and the winter chills[00:30.72]in colors on the snowy linen land.[00:37.01]And now I understand[00:41.50]what you tried to say to me[00:46.19]and how you suffered for your sanity[00:51.41]and how you tried to set them free.[00:54.20]They would not listen they did not know how[01:00.22]perhaps they'll listen now.[01:05.45]Starry starry night[01:10.20]flaming flowers that brightly blaze[01:15.22]swirling clouds in violet haze[01:19.16]reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.[01:23.25]Colors changing hue[01:28.23]morning fields of amber grain[01:33.05]weathered faces lined in pain[01:37.19]are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.[01:41.76]Now I understand[01:46.47]what you tried to say to me[01:50.83]and how you suffered for your sanity[01:55.81]and how you tried to set them free.[01:58.70]They would not listen they did not know how[02:04.33]perhaps they'll listen now.[02:07.25]For they could not love you[02:11.57]but still your love was true[02:16.60]and when no hope was left inside on that.[02:22.09]starry starry night[02:23.36]You took your life as lovers often do,[02:28.95]But I could have told you Vincent[02:32.55]this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.[02:41.67]Starry starry night[02:46.63]portraits hung in empty halls[02:51.50]frameless heads on nameless walls[02:55.52]with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.[02:59.66]Like the strangers that you've met[03:03.88]the ragged men in ragged clothes[03:08.59]the silver thorn of bloody rose.[03:12.45]lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.[03:17.82]And now I think I know[03:22.75]what you tried to say to me[03:27.50]and how you suffered for your sanity[03:32.86]and how you tried to set them free.[03:35.68]They would not listen they're not listening still[03:41.86]perhaps they never will