| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Don McLean |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Don McLean |
| [00:14.944] | Starry starry night |
| [00:22.686] | paint your palette blue and grey |
| [00:28.945] | look out on a summer's day |
| [00:33.692] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
| [00:39.195] | Shadows on the hills |
| [00:45.443] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
| [00:51.688] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
| [00:56.438] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
| [01:05.690] | now I understand |
| [01:12.437] | what you tried to say to me |
| [01:18.194] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [01:24.197] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [01:28.191] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [01:34.937] | perhaps they'll listen now. |
| [01:42.690] | Starry starry night |
| [01:49.437] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
| [01:55.693] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
| [02:00.186] | reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue. |
| [02:05.947] | Colors changing hue |
| [02:12.192] | morning fields of amber grain |
| [02:18.693] | weathered faces lined in pain |
| [02:23.185] | are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand. |
| [02:28.689] | now I understand |
| [02:34.692] | what you tried to say to me |
| [02:40.939] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [02:46.560] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [02:50.565] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [02:57.808] | perhaps they'll listen now. |
| [03:01.814] | For they could not love you |
| [03:07.817] | but still your love was true |
| [03:15.305] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
| [03:19.810] | starry starry night. |
| [03:23.561] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
| [03:30.816] | But I could have told you Vincent |
| [03:34.057] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
| [03:47.812] | Starry starry night |
| [03:54.561] | portraits hung in empty halls |
| [04:01.315] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
| [04:05.808] | with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. |
| [04:11.556] | Like the stranger that you've met |
| [04:18.557] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
| [04:24.813] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
| [04:29.806] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
| [04:35.566] | now I think I know |
| [04:42.056] | what you tried to say to me |
| [04:48.058] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [04:54.814] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [04:58.808] | They would not listen they're not listening still |
| [05:07.563] | perhaps they never will. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Don McLean |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Don McLean |
| [00:14.944] | Starry starry night |
| [00:22.686] | paint your palette blue and grey |
| [00:28.945] | look out on a summer' s day |
| [00:33.692] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
| [00:39.195] | Shadows on the hills |
| [00:45.443] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
| [00:51.688] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
| [00:56.438] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
| [01:05.690] | now I understand |
| [01:12.437] | what you tried to say to me |
| [01:18.194] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [01:24.197] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [01:28.191] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [01:34.937] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
| [01:42.690] | Starry starry night |
| [01:49.437] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
| [01:55.693] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
| [02:00.186] | reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
| [02:05.947] | Colors changing hue |
| [02:12.192] | morning fields of amber grain |
| [02:18.693] | weathered faces lined in pain |
| [02:23.185] | are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
| [02:28.689] | now I understand |
| [02:34.692] | what you tried to say to me |
| [02:40.939] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [02:46.560] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [02:50.565] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [02:57.808] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
| [03:01.814] | For they could not love you |
| [03:07.817] | but still your love was true |
| [03:15.305] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
| [03:19.810] | starry starry night. |
| [03:23.561] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
| [03:30.816] | But I could have told you Vincent |
| [03:34.057] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
| [03:47.812] | Starry starry night |
| [03:54.561] | portraits hung in empty halls |
| [04:01.315] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
| [04:05.808] | with eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
| [04:11.556] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
| [04:18.557] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
| [04:24.813] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
| [04:29.806] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
| [04:35.566] | now I think I know |
| [04:42.056] | what you tried to say to me |
| [04:48.058] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [04:54.814] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [04:58.808] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
| [05:07.563] | perhaps they never will. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Don McLean |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Don McLean |
| [00:14.944] | Starry starry night |
| [00:22.686] | paint your palette blue and grey |
| [00:28.945] | look out on a summer' s day |
| [00:33.692] | with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
| [00:39.195] | Shadows on the hills |
| [00:45.443] | sketch the trees and the daffodils |
| [00:51.688] | catch the breeze and the winter chills |
| [00:56.438] | in colors on the snowy linen land. |
| [01:05.690] | now I understand |
| [01:12.437] | what you tried to say to me |
| [01:18.194] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [01:24.197] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [01:28.191] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [01:34.937] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
| [01:42.690] | Starry starry night |
| [01:49.437] | flaming flowers that brightly blaze |
| [01:55.693] | swirling clouds in violet haze |
| [02:00.186] | reflect in Vincent' s eyes of China blue. |
| [02:05.947] | Colors changing hue |
| [02:12.192] | morning fields of amber grain |
| [02:18.693] | weathered faces lined in pain |
| [02:23.185] | are smoothed beneath the artist' s loving hand. |
| [02:28.689] | now I understand |
| [02:34.692] | what you tried to say to me |
| [02:40.939] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [02:46.560] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [02:50.565] | They would not listen they did not know how |
| [02:57.808] | perhaps they' ll listen now. |
| [03:01.814] | For they could not love you |
| [03:07.817] | but still your love was true |
| [03:15.305] | and when no hope was left in sight on that |
| [03:19.810] | starry starry night. |
| [03:23.561] | You took your life as lovers often do, |
| [03:30.816] | But I could have told you Vincent |
| [03:34.057] | this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. |
| [03:47.812] | Starry starry night |
| [03:54.561] | portraits hung in empty halls |
| [04:01.315] | frameless heads on nameless walls |
| [04:05.808] | with eyes that watch the world and can' t forget. |
| [04:11.556] | Like the stranger that you' ve met |
| [04:18.557] | the ragged men in ragged clothes |
| [04:24.813] | the silver thorn of bloddy rose |
| [04:29.806] | lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
| [04:35.566] | now I think I know |
| [04:42.056] | what you tried to say to me |
| [04:48.058] | how you suffered for your sanity |
| [04:54.814] | how you tried to set them free. |
| [04:58.808] | They would not listen they' re not listening still |
| [05:07.563] | perhaps they never will. |
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