星空下的梵高

《繁星之夜》（The Starry Night）是荷兰天才画家文森特 梵高(Vincent van Gogh）于1889年在法国圣累米的一家精神病院里创作的一幅油画，是梵高的代表作之一，现藏纽约现代艺术博物馆（Museum of Modern Art)。

在这幅画中，梵高用夸张的手法，生动地描绘了充满运动和变化的。。整个画面被一股汹涌、动荡的蓝绿色激流所吞噬，旋转、躁动、卷曲的星云使夜空变得异常活跃，脱离现实的景象反映出梵·高躁动不安的情感和疯狂的幻觉世界。

正如Don McLean在《Starry Starry Night》所表达的，现在人们也许能够理解你试图要告诉我们的，理解你为自己的天赋而受的折磨，理解你要表达出来的思想。但是（当时）世界并不会接受你，因为TA们并不知道如何来理解你，现在也许TA们会倾听。。。。。。。（当时）世界并不珍惜你，尽管你全身心的爱着这个世界。。。。。但是这个世界根本就没有你画作那般有魅力。。。。当内心的希望破灭的时候，你只能仰望那“繁星之夜”。。。。。。

繁星闪烁的夜空 
你在画板上调上蓝色灰色 
俯瞰夏日的大地 
感知我灵魂的黑暗 
山峦的阴影 
你画树、微风、寒冷、水仙 

火红般燃烧的花瓣 
紫罗兰光晕下飘动的云朵 
都映入你陶瓷般蓝色的双眼 
你的画笔色泽变化多彩 
清晨田野金黄的麦穗 
一张张饱经风霜痛苦的脸 
都在你温暖的手中得到抚慰 

繁星闪烁的夜空 
如空旷无名的墙上 
挂着一幅幅没有框边的画 
一双双眼睛注视着世间 
衣衫褴褛的穷苦人 
如银色的刺，血红的玫瑰 
碾碎在圣洁的雪地上 
让你无法忘却 

告诉你，Vincent 
这世界不属于你 
美丽如你 
却不被爱惜、不被倾听 
唯有我，知道你的苦 
你的内心，你的话语 
你爱的真情

歌词大意 （暖冬cool夏初创）

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The  Starry  Night

                                       

 

                     Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)

 

Don McLean

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 
And 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 fields 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 
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 now

For they could not love you 
But still your love was true 
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 strangers that you've met 
The ragged men in ragged clothes 
A silver thorn, a bloody rose 
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

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

Songwriters: Don McLean

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group