Starry, starry night
Paint your palette
blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s
day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and
the 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
How you suffered for
your sanity
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 in
violet haze
Reflecting Vincent’s
eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of
amber grain
Weathered faces lined
in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hands
Now I understand
What you tried to say
to me
How you suffered for
your sanity
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 in sight
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
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in
empty halls
Frameless heads on
nameless walls
With eyes that watch
the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers
that you’ve met
The ragged men in
ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a
bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say
to me
How you suffered for
your sanity
How you tried to set
them free
They would not listen
they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will
„Vincent“ je pesma koju je napisao Don McLean. Posvećena je slikaru Vincent van Gogh-u. Nalazi se na njegovom albumu „American pie“ izdatom 1971. godine. Remek delo ovog muzičara.
Link za pesmu: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ciLNMesqPh0
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