The Starry Night
The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh
可能是梵高最有名的一幅画了。当年学美术和历史的时候都见过，不太理解，现在来看，确实不错。尤其是看了VanGoghGallery对这幅画的介绍和评论之后，再加上听了现在放的这首歌。
晚上上网，通过blog的链接再链接再链接来看别人的生活，忽然就听到这首歌，非常好听，很舒服，可是我看不到是哪个blog上播出的，于是凭着听力，呵呵，查了这首歌，居然被我google出来了。Vincent by Don McLean. 或者说叫做”Starry, Starry Night”真的很好听很好听。
下面是歌词。
Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and gray,
Look out on a summer’s day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
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.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.
Like the strangers that you’ve met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they’re not listening still.
Perhaps they never will.
看看VanGoghGallery对The Starry Night的分析和介绍，再听听Don McLean的这首Vincent,看看他的词，我只能说，艺术都是相通的。