Starry starry night - 繁星点点

　　paint your palette blue and grey

　　把颜料调成灰白和淡蓝

　　look out on a summer's day

　　往窗外看那个夏日的时光

　　with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

　　你的眼，将我灵魂里的阴郁看穿

　　Shadows on the hills

　　山峦上的影子

　　sketch the trees and the daffodils

　　勾勒树丛和水仙花

　　catch the breeze and the winter chills

　　捕捉微风和冬日冰寒

　　in colors on the snowy linen land.

　　在覆盖亚麻地的雪色上呈现

　　And now I understand

　　现在我才明白

　　what you tried to say to me

　　你想告诉我什么话语

　　and how you suffered for your sanity

　　你为无人相知倍受摧残

　　and how you tried to set them free.

　　你曾多么想让他们释放

　　They would not listen they did not know how

　　没人愿意聆听，没人能够懂得

　　perhaps they'll listen now.

　　也许只有到了今天…

　　Starry starry night

　　繁星点点的夜晚

　　flaming flowers that brightly blaze

　　殷红的鲜花，恍若明亮的焰火

　　swirling clouds in violet haze

　　漩涡形的云彩，笼罩紫色的轻烟

　　reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.

　　映照在凡高湛蓝的瞳孔

　　Colors changing hue

　　色调随着颜色演变

　　morning fields of amber grain

　　黎明的原野，琥珀色的稻田

　　weathered faces lined in pain

　　风化的大地痉挛般褶皱

　　are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

　　钟情的画笔，将它抚摸平滑

　　And now I understand

　　现在我才明白

　　what you tried to say to me

　　你想告诉我什么话语

　　and how you suffered for your sanity

　　你为无人相知倍受摧残

　　and how you tried to set them free.

　　你曾多么想让他们释放

　　They would not listen they did not know how

　　没人愿意聆听，没人能够懂得

　　perhaps they'll listen now.

　　也许只有到了今天…

　　For they could not love you

　　没有人曾爱戴于你

　　but still your love was true

　　但你的柔情始终切切

　　and when no hope was left in sight on that

　　看不到了希望，在那个

　　starry starry night.

　　繁星点点的夜晚

　　You took your life as lovers often do,

　　你结束自己的生命，失去爱的怨侣

　　But I could have told you Vincent

　　假如我在，凡高，我要对你说

　　this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

　　完美如你，这个世界从未懂得挽留

　　Starry starry night

　　繁星点点的夜晚

　　portraits hung in empty halls

　　空虚的展厅悬挂起肖像

　　frameless heads on nameless walls

　　无框的头像，摆在不起眼的墙头

　　with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

　　眼睁睁看这世间，难以抑止的留恋

　　Like the stranger that you've met

　　和那些看你的陌生人没什么不同

　　the ragged men in ragged clothes

　　贫乏的面孔褴褛的衣裳

　　the silver thorn of bloody rose

　　血红的玫瑰，带着银辉的花刺

　　lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

　　弯折、压碎，覆盖上无暇的雪

　　And now I think I know

　　现在我才明白

　　what you tried to say to me

　　你想告诉我什么话语

　　and how you suffered for your sanity

　　你为无人相知倍受摧残

　　and how you tried to set them free.

　　你曾多么想将他们释放

　　They would not listen they're not listening still

　　没人愿意聆听，直到现在

　　perhaps they never will.

　　也许永远没人懂得