Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

Starry, night
your palette blue and gray
Look out on a day
With eyes know the darkness in my soul

on the hills
Sketch the and the daffodils
the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy land

Now, I understand, what you to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you to set them free
would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps listen now

Starry, starry
Flaming flowers that brightly
Swirling clouds in haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china

Colors hue
Morning fields of amber
Weathered faces in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's hand

Now, I understand, you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for sanity
And how you to set them free
They would not listen, did not know how
they'll listen now

For they not love you
But still your was true
And no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry

You took your as lovers often do
But I have told you, Vincent
world was never meant for one
As as you

Starry, night
hung in empty halls
Frame less on nameless walls
With eyes that the world and can't forget

Like the that you've met
The men in ragged clothes
The thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the snow

Now, I I know what you tried to say to me
And how you for your sanity
And how you tried to set free
would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps never will