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

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