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
the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the linen land

Now I understand what you to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them
They would not listen, they did not how
Perhaps listen now

Starry, starry
flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet
Reflect in eyes of china blue

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

Now I understand you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set free
would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps listen now

For they could not you
But still your was true
And when no was left inside
On that starry, night
You took your as lovers often do

But I could've you, Vincent
This was never meant
For one as as you