Starry, starry night
繁星点点的夜里
paint your palette blue and grey
画出你调色盘里的蓝与灰
look out on a summer's day
在夏日里出外探访
with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
用你那洞悉我灵魂幽暗处的双眼
Shadows on the hills
山丘上的阴影
sketch the trees and the daffodils
描绘出树林与水仙花
catch the breeze and the winter chills
捕捉微风与冬天的冷冽
in colors on the snowy linen land.
用那雪地里亚麻般的色彩
And now I understand
如今我才明白
what you tried to say to me
你想说的是什么
how you suffered for your sanity
当你清醒时你有多么痛苦
how you tried to set them free.
你努力的想让它们得到解脱
They would not listen they did not know how
但人们却不理会，也不知该怎么做
perhaps they'll listen now.
也许，人们将学会倾听
Starry starry night
繁星点点的夜里
flaming flowers that brightly blaze
火红的花朵灿烂的燃烧著
swirling clouds in violet haze
漩涡似的云飘在紫罗兰色的雾里
reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.
映照在文生湛蓝的眼瞳里
Colors changing hue
色彩变化万千
morning fields of amber grain
清晨的田园里琥珀色的农作物
weathered faces lined in pain
布满风霜的脸上罗列著痛苦
are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
在艺术家怜爱的手下得到抚慰
And now I understand
如今我才明白
what you tried to say to me
你想说的是什么
how you suffered for your sanity
当你清醒时你有多么痛苦
how you tried to set them free.
你努力的想让它们得到解脱
They would not listen they did not know how
但人们却不理会，也不知该怎么做
perhaps they'll listen now.
也许，人们将学会倾听
For they could not love you
因为当初他们无法爱你
but still your love was true
但你的爱依然真切
and when no hope was left in sight on that
当灿烂的星空里
starry starry night.
不存一丝希望
You took your life as lovers often do,
你像许多恋人一样，结束了自己的生命
But I could have told you Vincent
但愿我能告诉你，文森特
this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
这个世界根本配不上一个美丽如你的人
Vincent（Cover Don McLean）