Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

Starry, starry
Paint your palette and gray
Look out on a day
With eyes that know the in my soul

Shadows on the
the trees and the daffodils
Catch the and the winter chills
In on the snowy linen land

Now, I understand, what you 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 they'll now

Starry, starry
Flaming that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in haze
Reflect in Vincent's of china blue

changing hue
Morning fields of grain
faces lined in pain
Are soothed the artist's loving hand

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

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

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

Starry, starry
hung in empty halls
Frame less heads on walls
eyes that watch the world and can't forget

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

Now, I think I know you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you tried to set them
They would not listen, not listening still
Perhaps they will