“唱吧,看看我的嗓子是不是能达到您的标准。”
“ok,oneothreego。”
“starry,starrynight
patyourpalettebeandgray
lookoutonasursday
witheyesthatknowthedarknessisyul
shadowsonthehills,sketchthetreesandthedaffodils
catchthebreezeandtheterchills
lorsonthesnowylennd
nowiunderstandwhatyoutriedtosayto
howyousufferedforyoursanity
howyoutriedtosetthefree
theywouldnotlisten,theydidnotknowhow
perhaps,theylllistennow
starry,starrynight
fgflowersthatbrightlybze
swirlgcloudsviolethaze
reflectvcentseyesofchabe
lorschangghue,orngfieldsofabergra
weatheredfacesledpa
areothedbeneaththeartistslovghand
nowiunderstandwhatyoutriedtosayto
howyousufferedforyoursanity
howyoutriedtosetthefree
theywouldnotlisten,theydidnotknowhow
perhaps,theylllistennow
fortheyuldnotloveyou
andstillyourlovewastrue
andwhennohopewasleftsideonthatstarry,starrynight
youtookyourlifeasloversoftendo
butiuldhavetoldyou,vcent
thisworldwasneverantforoneasbeautifulasyou
starry,starrynight
portraitshungeptyhall
fralessheadsonnalesswalls
witheyesthatwatchtheworldandcantfet
likethestranrsthatyouvet
theragdanragdclothes
thesilverthornofbloodyrose