Luyện nghe bài hát Vincent

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

on the hills
Sketch the trees and the
Catch the breeze and the chills
In on the snowy linen land

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

Starry, night
Flaming flowers that brightly
Swirling clouds in haze
Reflect in eyes of china blue

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

Now, I understand, you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for sanity
And how you to set them free
They would not listen, did not know how
they'll listen now

For they not love you
But still your was true
And when no was left inside
On that starry, starry

You your life as lovers often do
But I could have you, Vincent
This was never meant for one
As as you

Starry, night
Portraits hung in halls
Frame less heads on nameless
With that watch the world and can't forget

the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged
The silver thorn of bloody
Lie crushed and on the virgin snow

Now, I think I what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your
And how you tried to set free
They would not listen, they're not listening
Perhaps never will