vincent，———Pay tribute to my favorite painter Van Gogh

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Starry, starry night繁星点点的夜晚Paint your palette blue and gray为你的调色盘涂上灰与蓝Look out on the summer’s day你在那夏日向外远眺 With eyes that know the darkness in my soul用你那双能洞悉我灵魂的双眼Shadows on the hills山丘上的阴影Sketch the trees and the daffodils描绘出树木与水仙的轮廓 Catch the breeze and the winter chills捕捉微风与冬日的冷洌In colors on the snowy linen land以色彩呈现在雪白的画布上Now I understand what you tried to say to me如今我才明白你想对我说的是什么  How you suffered for your sanity为自你己的清醒承受了多少的痛苦How you tried to set them free你多么努力的想让它们得到解脱They would not listen但是人们却拒绝理会 They did not know how那时他们不知道该如何倾听Perhaps they’ll listen now或许他们现在会愿意听Starry, starry night繁星点点的夜晚 Flaming flowers that brightly blaze火红的花朵明艳耀眼Swirling clouds in violet haze卷云在紫色的薄霭里飘浮Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue 映照在文森特湛蓝的瞳孔中 Colors changing hue色彩变化万千Morning fields of amber grain清晨里琥珀色的田野Weathered faces lined in pain满布风霜的脸孔刻画着痛苦 How you tried to set them free你多么努力的想让它们得到解脱They would not listen但是人们却拒绝理会They did not know how那时他们不知道该如何倾听  Perhaps they’ll listen now或许他们现在会愿意听Starry, starry night繁星点点的夜晚Flaming flowers that brightly blaze火红的花朵明艳耀眼 Swirling clouds in violet haze卷云在紫色的薄霭里飘浮Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue 映照在文森特湛蓝的瞳孔中Colors changing hue色彩变化万千 Morning fields of amber grain清晨里琥珀色的田野Weathered faces lined in pain满布风霜的脸孔刻画着痛苦Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand 在艺术家充满爱的画笔下得到了抚慰 Now I understand what you tried to say to me如今我才明白你想对我说的是什么How you suffered for your sanity你为自己的清醒承受了多少的痛苦How you tried to set them free你多么努力的想让它们得到解脱 They would not listen但是人们却拒绝理会They did not know how那时他们不知道该如何倾听Perhaps they’ll listen now或许他们现在会愿意听 For they could not love you因为他们当时无法爱你But still your love was true可是你的爱却依然真实And when no hope was left in sight而当你眼中见不到任何的希望On that starry, starry night在那个繁星点点的夜晚  You took your life as lovers often do你像许多绝望的恋人般结束了自己的生命But I could have told you, Vincent我多么希望能有机会告诉你，文森特This world was never meant for one这个世界根本配不上  As beautiful as you像你如此美好的一个人Starry, starry night繁星点点的夜晚Portraits hung in empty halls空旷的大厅里挂这一幅幅画像  less heads on nameless walls无框的脸孔倚靠在无名的壁上With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget 有着注视人世而无法忘怀的眼睛Like the strangers that you’ve met就像你曾见过的陌生人  The ragged men in ragged clothes那些衣着褴褛，境遇堪怜的人The silver thorn of bloody rose就像血红玫瑰上的银刺Lie crush and broken on the virgin snow饱受蹂躏之后静静躺在刚飘落的雪地上 Now I think I know what you tried to say to me如今我想我已明白你想对我说的是什么How you suffered for your sanity你为自己的清醒承受了多少的苦痛How you tried to set them free你多么努力的想让它们得到解脱 They would not listen但是人们却拒绝理会They’re not listening still他们依然没有在倾听Perhaps they never will或许他们永远也不会理解