波士頓老陳網誌 pkchanboston: Starry, Starry Night 今夜星光燦爛

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Starry, Starry Night 今夜星光燦爛

在上世紀70 年代的香港，懂得彈結他的人，都會選唱這首歌，當然，沒有人好像 Don McLean 一樣，唱得如此淡然而有神韻。對這首歌，已經不只是喜歡的程度，有點近乎到了著迷的地步。這是音樂人與畫家的對談，梵谷的世界，不就是被 Don McLean 解開了嗎。

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wrNFDxCRzU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRzlD5i-nnI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkvLq0TYiwI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNdYLGAxcWA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dipFMJckZOM

Vincent - Starry, Starry Night

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 the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors 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 would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand

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 would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of 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 would not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will