“Starrystarrynight

你变幻山峦间的影

Weatheredfaceslinedinpain

黎明的田野，琥珀的麦穗

在文森特手中缓缓

他们像极了那首我独自听了多次的歌的唱词，让我无时无刻不在愧疚与怅惘，在他真的离开之后。

繁星的夜晚

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

Swirlingcloudsinviolethaze

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

和那饱受风霜的脸

Perhapsthey'

Fmingflowersthatbrightlybze

彩幻化万千

殷红的儿，恍若燃烧的火焰

Incolorsonthesnowylinennd

NowIuand

Lookoutonasummer'sday

现在我终于知

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

。

云卷云舒，笼罩着薄薄紫烟

你想对我倾诉什么

映在文森特湛蓝的双眸

Aresoothedbehtheartist'slovinghand

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

也许，此时的他们想听了

双眸似可看穿我的灵魂

RefleVi'seyesofablue

Witheyesthatknowthedarknessinmysoul

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捕捉拂面清风和冬日寒冷

Perhapsthey'lllistennow

Sketchthetreesandthedaffodils

在某个夏日里，你向外张望

众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由

众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦

在你画板上涂抹了蓝和灰的油彩

Mfieldsofambergrain

Catchthebreezeandthewinterchills

勾勒树林与仙

Shadowsonthehills

但那时他们不听，更不懂

繁星的夜晚

Paintyourpaletteblueandgray

Colorsginghue

彩幻化在雪白亚麻画布上

NowIuand

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

Starry,starrynight