Vincent (live)

編曲：John laudon
鼓手：Antonio Serrano.Jr
吉他：Dodong Fuego
長笛：Charlie

星光點點的夜晚
Starry starry night
調色板上塗染著藍與灰

夏日你向外遠望
Paint your palette blue and grey
眼眸彷彿知曉我靈魂深處的漆黑

山巒暗影重疊
Look out on a summers day
勾勒出絲柏和水仙

畫出微風的吹拂和那冬日的凜冽
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
色彩在雪白的亞麻布上揮灑

如今我終於明白
Shadows on the hills
你一直盡力向我訴說的那一切

你為思索的瘋狂與熱烈而承受的痛苦
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
為生命自由而付出的努力

但他們並不去傾聽
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
他們也不去體會

或許，現在他們聽到了吧
And colors on the snowy linen land
星火璀璨的夜晚

火紅明豔的花盡情燃燒
Now I understand
雲朵在紫羅蘭般的薄霧中翻滾

一切都倒映在了Vincent瓷藍的眼瞳
What you tried to say to me
色彩極盡變化

清晨琥珀色浸潤的田野
And how you suffered for your sanity
飽經風霜的皺紋裡刻滿的痛苦

這些卻都在畫家溫情的筆下，得到舒展和平靜
And how you tried to set them free
如今我終於明白

你一直盡力向我訴說的那一切
They did not listen
你為思索的瘋狂與熱烈而承受的痛苦

為生命自由而付出的努力
They did not know how
但他們並不去傾聽

他們也毫不明白理解
Perhaps theyll listen now
或許，現在他們開始聽見了吧

儘管他們並不喜愛你
Starry starry night
但是你的熱愛是如此真摯

在那個星辰稀疏的夜晚啊
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
你選擇了告別

如同熱戀的愛人
Swirling clouds in violet haze
但是，Vincent，我想告訴你

如你一般燦爛純粹的靈魂
Reflect in Vincents eyes of China blue
本來就不屬於這個世界

星雲翻滾的夜晚
Colors changing hue
一幅幅的自畫像懸掛在空蕩的展廳裡

無框的肖像
Morning fields of amber grain
無名的牆

卻還是那雙眼睛凝視著世界，無法割捨無法忘記
Weathered faces lined in pain
就像你曾遇到的陌生人

衣衫襤褸，飽經風雨
Are soothed beneath the artists lovinghand
或是血紅玫瑰上的銀刺
Now I understand
破碎在潔白的雪地上

如今我想我終於明白
What you tried to say to me
你一直盡力向我訴說的那一切

你為思索的瘋狂與熱烈而承受的痛苦
And how you suffered for your sanity
為生命自由而付出的努力

但他們並不去傾聽體會
And how you tried to set them free
他們還是沒有明白理解

或許，他們永遠都不會知曉
They did not listen

They did not know how

Perhaps theyll listen now

For they could not love you

But still your love was true

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 cant forget

Like the stranger that youve 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 did not listen

Theyre not listening still

Perhaps they never will