Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

Starry, night
Paint your palette and gray
Look out on a day
eyes that know the darkness 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 for your sanity
And how you tried to set them
They would not listen, they did not how
Perhaps they'll now

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

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

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

For they could not you
But still your was true
And when no hope was left
On starry, starry night

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

Starry, starry
Portraits hung in halls
less heads on nameless walls
With eyes watch the world and can't forget

Like the strangers you've met
The ragged men in ragged
The silver thorn of bloody
Lie crushed and broken on the snow

Now, I think I know you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for sanity
And how you tried to set them
would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps never will