Текст песни Fightstar - Vincent

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Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

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

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

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

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And 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 head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the 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,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

Звездная, звездная ночь
Нарисуйте свой поддон синим и серым
Смотрите в день лета
Глазами, которые знают темноту в моей душе

Тени на холмах
Делайте набросок деревьев и нарциссов
Поймайте бриз и зимние холода
В цветах на снежной льняной земле

И теперь я понимаю
Что Вы попытались сказать мне
Как Вы пострадали для своего здравомыслия
Как Вы попытались освободить их

Они не слушали бы
Они не знали как
Возможно они будут слушать теперь

Звездная, звездная ночь
Обманывая цветы это ярко сверкает
Циркулирующие облака фиолетового тумана
Размышляйте в глазах Винсента китайского синего цвета

И теперь я понимаю
Что Вы попытались сказать мне
Как Вы пострадали для своего здравомыслия
Как Вы попытались освободить их

Возможно они будут слушать теперь
Поскольку они не могли любить Вас
Но тем не менее Ваша любовь была верна

И когда никакую надежду не оставили в поле зрения
Той звездной, звездной ночью
Вы взяли свою жизнь, поскольку любители часто делают

Но я, возможно, сказал Вам, Винсенту
Этот мир никогда не предназначался
Для одного столь же красивого как Вы

Звездная, звездная ночь
Портреты висели в пустых залах
Необрамленные головы на неназванных стенах
Глазами, которые наблюдают мир и не могут забыть

Как незнакомец, которого Вы встретили
Рваные мужчины в рваной одежде
Серебряный шип кровавых повысился
Ложь, сокрушенная и сломанная на девственном снегу

И теперь я думаю, что я знаю
Что Вы попытались сказать мне
Как Вы пострадали для своего здравомыслия
Как Вы попытались освободить их

Они не слушали бы
Они не слушают все еще
Возможно они никогда не будут
Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and gray,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know your darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

I understand what you tried to say to me,
How did you suffer for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They didn’t listen, they didn’t know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

I understand what you tried to say to me,
How did you suffer for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They didn’t listen, they didn’t know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they couldn’t love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
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 head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed on snow

I love you
How did you suffer for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will ...

Starry, starry night
Draw your pallet blue and gray
Watch the day of summer
Eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Shadows on the hills
Sketch trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter cold
In colors on snowy flax ground

And now I understand
What did you try to tell me
How have you suffered for your sanity
How did you try to free them

They would not listen
They did not know how
Maybe they will listen now

Starry, starry night
Deceiving the flowers it sparkles brightly
Swirling Violet Fog Clouds
Reflect on Chinese blue in Vincent's eyes

And now I understand
What did you try to tell me
How have you suffered for your sanity
How did you try to free them

Maybe they will listen now
Because they could not love you
Nevertheless, your love was true.

And when no hope was left in sight
That starry, starry night
You took your life because lovers often make

But I may have told you, Vincent.
This world was never intended
For one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless Heads on Unnamed Walls
With eyes that observe the world and cannot forget

Like the stranger you met
Torn men in torn clothes
Silver Thorn Bloody Rose
Lies crushed and broken on virgin snow

And now I think I know
What did you try to tell me
How have you suffered for your sanity
How did you try to free them

They would not listen
They don't listen still
Maybe they will never
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