Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

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

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

Now I understand, you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for sanity
And how you tried to set them
would 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

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

Now I understand, what you to say to me
They did not listen, did not know how
Perhaps listen now
Starry, starry