Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

Starry, night
Paint palette blue and gray
out on a summer's day
With eyes know the darkness in my soul

on the hills
Sketch the and the daffodils
the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the linen land

Now, I understand, you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you tried to set free
They would not listen, did not know how
they'll listen now

Starry, night
Flaming flowers brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in haze
in Vincent's eyes of china blue

Colors hue
Morning fields of grain
Weathered faces lined in
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving

Now, I understand, what you to say to me
And how you suffered for sanity
And how you tried to set free
would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll now

For they could not you
But your love was true
And no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry

You took your life as lovers do
But I could told you, Vincent
This world was never for one
As as you

Starry, starry
Portraits in empty halls
Frame heads on nameless walls
With eyes that the world and can't forget

Like the strangers that met
The men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody
Lie and broken on the virgin snow

Now, I I know what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you tried to set free
They would not listen, they're not still
they never will