Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

Starry, night
your palette blue and gray
Look out on a day
With eyes that the darkness in my soul

on the hills
Sketch the trees and the
Catch the breeze and the chills
In on the snowy linen land

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

Starry, night
Flaming flowers that brightly
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 loving hand

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

For could not love you
But still love was true
And when no hope was inside
On that starry, starry

You your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you,
This was never meant for one
As as you

Starry, night
Portraits hung in halls
Frame less heads on walls
With eyes that watch the world and forget

Like the strangers that met
The ragged men in ragged
The silver thorn of rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin

Now, I think I know what you to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you to set them free
They would not listen, not listening still
Perhaps they never