Vincent (Starry Starry Night)

Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

* Now I understand what you try to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen you 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 fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are Soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

REPEAT *

For they could not love you
But still your love was ture
And when no hope was left inside
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 heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
like the stranger that you're met
The ragged man in ragged cloth
A silver thorn in a blood rose
Lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know what you try to say to me
That how you suffered for your sanity
And how you try to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

最近看到很多人写梵高。我觉得很悲哀。（我知道是我想太多）《渴望生活》，那是一本传记小说，小说！艺术与真实，就是这样的差距。虚构和错误都不可避免，可是，为什么要当作事实来引用呢？你理解“声嘶力竭地呼喊太阳”是多么绝望又美丽的事吗？虽然得不到，可是声嘶力竭！口口声声地说着向日葵的你们，临摹过它吗？（但是把鸢尾花临摹成老鼠的，全宇宙就我这个傻瓜了吧……）

好吧。我是承认我有点不理智，有点气愤。但是，当我在期末考试时提起笔来的时候，我懂得你们的苦楚了。于是我也写得冠冕堂皇。所以我没有任何批评你们的意思。但是我依然没有使用任何我不了解的暗喻。（我觉得审题很有问题，都说了是“独特”了，怎么还能写坦然面对呢，这不明摆着是跑题吗？这居然还是一类的标准！）

“如果你的位置在麦田，就不要留恋巴黎的街市。——文森特·梵高”（这句话我觉得可以用来安慰很多做出选择的人。）

最后抱怨一下：为什么这个小城买不到《Lust for Life》，为什么！

害我只能看http://www.vangogh.com.cn/about/book/lust_for_life/lust_index.htm