繁星点点的夜晚
在你画板上涂抹了蓝和灰的油彩
在某个夏日里，你向外张望
双眸似可看穿我的灵魂
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen nd
你变幻山峦间的阴影
勾勒树林与水仙花
捕捉拂面清风和冬日寒冷
色彩幻化在雪白亚麻画布上
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
现在我终于知道
你想对我倾诉什么
众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦
众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由
但那时他们不听，更不懂
也许，此时的他们想听了
Starry, starry night
Fming flowers that brightly bze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
繁星点点的夜晚
殷红的花儿，恍若燃烧的火焰
云卷云舒，笼罩着薄薄紫烟
映在文森特湛蓝色的双眸
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
色彩幻化万千
黎明的田野，琥珀色的麦穗
和那饱受风霜的脸
在文森特手中缓缓流出
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'