2. V I N C E N T VANGOGH (1853-1890) Music: Vincent (Acoustic) Composed & Performed by Don Mclean Egy kis kikapcsolódás képekkel és a hozzá illó zenével, aminek a szövegét a képek alján olvashatod. A vetítés automatikus. Kellemes időtöltést!

3. Starry, Starry nightpaint your palette blue and grey

4. look out on a summer's day

5. with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.Shadows on the hills,

6. sketch the trees and the daffodils,catch the breeze and the winter chills

7. in colors on the snowy linen land.And now I understand

8. what you tried to say to me

9. how you suffered for your sanity how you tried to set them free. They would not listen, they did not know how

10. perhaps they'll listen now.

11. Starry, starry nightflaming flowers that brightly blaze

12. swirling clouds in violet haze reflect inVincent's eyes of China blue.

13. Colors changing hue

14. morning fields of amber grain

15. weathered faces lined in pain

16. are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.And now I understand

17. what you tried to say to mehow you suffered for your sanityhow you tried to set them free.

18. perhaps they'll listen now.They would not listen, they did not know how

19. For they could not love you

20. but still your love was trueand when no hope was left in sighton that starry starry night.

21. You took your life as lovers often do; But I could have told you Vincent this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

22. Starry, starry night

23. portraits hung in empty halls

24. frameless heads on nameless walls

25. with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.Like the stranger that you've met

26. the ragged men in ragged clothes

27. the silver thorn of bloddy roselie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

28. And now I think I knowwhat you tried to say to mehow you suffered for your sanity

29. how you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they're not list'ning still...

30. perhaps they never will.

31. V I N C E N T VANGOGH The End Ha nem lépsz ki akkor meghallgathatod a zenét még egyszer