- Patti Austin Vincent 歌词
- Patti Austin
- Starry, starry night.
繁星点点的夜裡
画出你调色盘裡的蓝与灰
Paint your palette blue and grey,
在夏日裡出外探访
用你那洞悉我灵魂幽暗处的双眼
Look out on a summer's day,
山丘上的阴影
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
描绘出树林与水仙花
捕捉微风与冬天的冷冽
Shadows on the hills,
用那雪地裡亚麻般的色彩
如今我才明白你想说的是什麼
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
当你清醒时你有多麼痛苦
你努力的想让它们得到解脱
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
但人们却不理会，也不知该怎麼做
也许，人们将学会倾听
In colors on the snowy linen land.
繁星点点的夜裡
火红的花朵灿烂的燃烧著
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
漩涡似的云飘在紫罗兰色的雾裡
映照在文生湛蓝的眼瞳裡
How you suffered for your sanity,
色彩变化万千 清晨的田园裡琥珀色的农作物
佈满风霜的脸上罗列著痛苦
How you tried to set them free.
在艺术家怜爱的手下得到抚慰
They would not listen, they did not know how.
如今我才明白你想说的是什麼
当你清醒时你有多麼痛苦
Perhaps they'll listen now.
你努力的想让它们得到解脱
但人们却不理会，也不知该怎麼做
Starry, starry night.
也许，人们将学会倾听
因為当初他们无法爱你
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
但你的爱依然真切
当灿烂的星空裡
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
不存一丝希望
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.
你像许多恋人一样，结束了自己的生命
但愿我能告诉你，文森特
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
这个世界根本配不上
一个美丽如你的人
Weathered faces lined in pain,
繁星点点的夜裡
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
一幅幅的肖像悬掛在空盪盪的大厅裡
无镶框的脸倚靠在不知名的墙上
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
配上一双看遍世事且永不遗忘的双眼
就像你曾遇见的陌生人
How you suffered for your sanity,
那些衣衫襤褸的人们
也像血红的玫瑰上银色的刺
How you tried to set them free.
断裂并静卧在初下的雪上
They would not listen, they did not know how.
我想我已明白你想说的是什麼
当你清醒时你有多麼痛苦
Perhaps they'll listen now.
你努力的想让它们得到解脱
但人们却不理会，现在依然如此
For they could not love you,
也许，他们永远不会……
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.
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