🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) - Don McLean

 Starry,  night.
 Paint your palette blue and 
  out on a summer''s day,
 With  that know the darkness in my soul.
 Shadows on  hills,
 Sketch the  and the daffodils,
 Catch  breeze and the winter chills,
 In colors  the snowy linen land.
 
 Now I understand what  tried to say to me,
 How you suffered for your 
  you tried to set them free.
 They would not listen, they did  know how.
 Perhaps they''ll listen 
 
 Starry, starry 
 Flaming flowers  brightly blaze,
 Swirling  in violet haze,
 Reflect in Vincent''s eyes of china 
 Colors changing hue, morning field  amber grain,
 Weathered faces lined in 
 Are soothed beneath the artist''s  hand.
 
 Now I  what you tried to say to me,
 How you suffered for  sanity,
 How you tried  set them free.
 They would not listen, they did not know 
 Perhaps  listen now.
 
  they could not love you,
 But still your love was 
 And when no hope was  in sight
 On  starry, starry night,
 You took  life, as lovers often do.
 But I could have  you, Vincent,
 This world was never meant  one
  beautiful as you.
 
 Starry, starry 
  hung in empty halls,
 Frameless  on nameless walls,
 With  that watch the world and can''t forget.
 Like the strangers that you''ve 
 The ragged men  the ragged clothes,
 The silver thorn of bloody 
 Lie crushed and broken on  virgin snow.
 
 Now I think I know what you  to say to me,
 How you suffered for  sanity,
 How  tried to set them free.
 They would not listen,  not listening still.
 Perhaps they never