Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent (starry, Starry Night)

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

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

Now I understand, what you 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
Perhaps they'll now

Starry, starry
Flaming that brightly blaze
clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China

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

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