Perhapsthey'lllistennow

映在文森特湛蓝的双眸

现在我终于知

Aresoothedbehtheartist'slovinghand

Mfieldsofambergrain

捕捉拂面清风和冬日寒冷

Colorsginghue

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

勾勒树林与仙

你想对我倾诉什么

NowIuand

双眸似可看穿我的灵魂

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

。

众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦

NowIuand

Lookoutonasummer'sday

繁星的夜晚

Starry,starrynight

在你画板上涂抹了蓝和灰的油彩

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

Swirlingcloudsinviolethaze

黎明的田野，琥珀的麦穗

“Starrystarrynight

Sketchthetreesandthedaffodils

彩幻化在雪白亚麻画布上

众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由

也许，此时的他们想听了

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

在文森特手中缓缓

Fmingflowersthatbrightlybze

彩幻化万千

云卷云舒，笼罩着薄薄紫烟

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

Perhapsthey'

你变幻山峦间的影

但那时他们不听，更不懂

RefleVi'seyesofablue

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

殷红的儿，恍若燃烧的火焰

和那饱受风霜的脸

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。

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Catchthebreezeandthewinterchills

在某个夏日里，你向外张望

Incolorsonthesnowylinennd

Witheyesthatknowthedarknessinmysoul

Shadowsonthehills

Paintyourpaletteblueandgray

繁星的夜晚

Weatheredfaceslinedinpain