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16 Vincent [口琴]

2019-01-28  本文已影响8人  晨林归心

每个喜欢画画的人心中都有一个梵高,以前并不是对梵高有那么多亲近的感受,就觉得那是个遥不可及夜空中最闪亮的星星。看了电影《至爱梵高》后,感觉跟他更贴近了。一个抱持对生命、对画画的无比热爱的人是多么的孤独,无人理解的孤独,而这种孤独又是这么美。

这首vincent有着所有对梵高的感受跟理解,真的很喜欢了,娓娓道来,不急不慢的倾诉,整首歌看似平平淡淡,但好几次情绪的暗涌都在其中。

新买的口琴到啦,迫不及待把自己心爱的这首歌吹出来。用的D调的口琴,比较低音了,刚用的口琴,有些掌握还不太好,音不够纯了,哈哈。

vincent 口琴

我是在深夜吹的,难以言喻的那种感动。梵高的画我只临摹过一幅,昨天也把这张画送给一位朋友了,送的时候有点点不舍得,但这位朋友非常喜欢,我也很开心。

16 Vincent [口琴]

vincnt 的歌词

Starry, starry night 那夜繁星点点,

Paint your palette blue and gray 你在画板上涂抹着灰与蓝。

Look out on a summer's day 夏日里轻瞥一眼

With eyes that know the darkness in my soul 便将我灵魂的阴霾洞穿。

Shadows on the hills 暗影铺满群山,

Sketch the trees and the daffodils 树木与水仙花点缀其间,

Catch the breeze and the winter chills 捕捉着微风与料峭冬寒,

In colors on the snowy linen land 用雪原斑驳的色彩。

Now I understand 我终于读懂了,

What you tried to say to me 你当时的肺腑之言。

How you suffered for your sanity 独醒于众人间的你是那么痛苦,

How you tried to set them free 你多想解开被禁锢者的系绊。

They would not listen 可他们却充耳不闻,

They did not know how 对你视若不见。

Perhaps they'll listen now 也许,现在听还为时不晚……

Starry, starry night 那夜繁星点点,

Flaming flowers that brightly blaze 鲜花盛放,火般绚烂

Swirling clouds in violet haze 紫幕轻垂,云舒云卷。

Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue 都逃不过文森特湛蓝的双眼

Colors changing hue 色彩变化万千,

Morning fields of amber grain 清晨琥珀色的谷田,

Weathered faces lined in pain 张张饱经风霜与苦痛的脸,

Are smoothed beneath the artist's Loving hand 在画家笔下渐渐舒展。

Now I understand 我终于读懂了,

What you tried to say to me 你当时的肺腑之言。

How you suffered for your sanity 独醒于众人间的你是那么痛苦,

How you tried to set them free 你多想解开被禁锢者的系绊。

They would not listen 可他们却充耳不闻,

They did not know how 对你视若不见。

Perhaps they'll listen now 也许,现在听还为时不晚……

For they could not love you 他们根本不会在乎你,

But still your love was true 你对他们的爱却未曾改变。

And when no hope was left inside 当最后一点希望都一去不返,

On that starry, starry night 在那繁星点点的夜晚,

You took your life 你愤然结束自己的生命,

As lovers often do 如热恋中盲目的人儿一般。

But I could have told you, Vincent 文森特,我本该告诉你。

This world was never meant for one 像你这样美好的灵魂,

As beautiful as you。 本就不该来这肮脏的世间。

Starry, starry night 那夜繁星点点,

Portraits hung in empty halls 空旷的大厅里画作高悬。

Frameless heads on nameless walls 无名的墙上无框的肖像,

With eyes that watch the world 用注视整个世界的双眼,

And can't forget 把一切刻在心田。

Like the strangers that you've met 就像你曾遇见的匆匆过客,

The ragged men in ragged clothes 褴褛的人身着破烂的衣衫。

The silver thorn of bloody rose 血红玫瑰上银白的利刺,

Lie crushed and broken零落成泥、摧折寸断,

On the virgin snow 散落于皑皑雪间。

Now I think I know 我想我现在懂了,

What you tried to say to me 你当时的肺腑之言。

How you suffered for your sanity 独醒于众人间的你是那么痛苦,

How you tried to set them free 你多想解开被禁锢者的系绊。

They will not listen 而他们根本不会去听,

They're not listening still 此刻,仍无人在听

Perhaps, they never will 也许,永远。

16 Vincent [口琴]

这就是新到的口琴啦,喜欢,嘻嘻。

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