Don Mclean - Vincent Starry starry night..Paint your palet blue and greylook out on a summer's daywith eyes that know the darkness in my soulShadows on the hillsSketch the trees and the daffodilescatch the breeze and the winter chillsin colours on the snowy linen landNow I understandwhat you tried to say to meand how you suffered for your sanityand how you tried to set them freethey would not listen they did not know howperhaps they'll listen now.Starry starry nightFlaming flowers that brightly blazeswirling clouds in violet hazereflect in Vincent's eyes of china bluecolours changing huemorning fields of amber grainweathered faces lined in painare soothed beneth the artist's loving handNow I understandwhat you tried to say to meand how you suffered for your sanityand how you tried to set them freethey would not listen they did not know howperhaps they'll listen nowFor they could not love youbut still your love was trueand when no hope was left insideon that starry starry nightYou took your life as lover's often doBut I could have told you,Vincent,this world was never ment for one as beautiful as youStarry starry nightPortraits hung in empty hallsframless heads on nameless wallswith eyes that watch the world and can't forgetlike the strangers that you've metThe ragged men in ragged clothesa silver thorna bloody roselie crushed and broken on the virgin snownow I think I knowwhat you tried to say to meand how you suffered for your sanityand how you tried to set them freethey would now listenthey're not listening stillPerhaps they never will
Stupenda...! Una poesia cantata.!
Peccato che non ci siano tutte le altre canzoni-poesie di Don Mc Lean a chi ama il genere sono da collezione ed imperdibili...!
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