心情不好时,听一下这首歌... 或许就会好转ㄌ吧!! 这是DON MCLEAN 的歌 是写给梵谷的.... 他也是AMERICAN PIE（美国派-MADONNA翻唱过） 的原唱 广告..荷兰银行梵谷卡的背景音乐 Vincent /Don McLean 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 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 flower's that brightly blaze, Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue, Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, Wheathered faces lined in pain, Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. For they could not love you but still your love is 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 man 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, How you suffered for your sanity, How you tried to set them free, They would not listen, they did not know how, Perhaps they never will. -- ┌┌┌┌ Origin: 小鱼的紫色花园 <fpg.twbbs.org> 140.112.200.214 ───┐┐┐┐ 标题: 繁星点点之夜 时间: Sun Aug 12 00:01:44 2001 心情不好时,听一下这首歌... 或许就会好转ㄌ吧!! 这是DON MCLEAN 的歌 是写给梵谷的.... 他也是AMERICAN PIE（美国派-MADONNA翻唱过） 的原唱 广告..荷兰银行梵谷卡的背景音乐 Vincent /Don McLean 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 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 flower's that brightly blaze, Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue, Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, Wheathered faces lined in pain, Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. For they could not love you but still your love is 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 man 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, How you suffered for your sanity, How you tried to set them free, They would not listen, they did not know how, Perhaps they never will. -- ┌┌┌┌ Origin: 小鱼的紫色花园 <fpg.twbbs.org> 140.112.200.214 ───┐┐┐┐