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作
曲 ：
Don McLean
作
词 ：
罗 建 文
(Bryan
Law)
演
唱 ：
陳 志 萍
(Gladys
Chan)
繁盛晚星，色彩控在你手上
花開正夏美景像
看透黯淡時容貌在我心
明月照山丘
山中怪樹與花樣
冬天冷或晚風涼
也會在那圖像裡看得到
我最終理解，曾在你生命入面
曾歷遍一生裡許多苦楚
求抹去那創傷記憶
當天想講，卻沒有機會
誰料到今日有
繁盛晚星，鮮花燦爛如火般亮
青紫裡面帶點藍
配襯著雲霞聚散每點光
調弄那色彩
青草野田褐色地
滄桑笑容、痛苦樣
細緻構畫其樂趣與疾痛
我最終理解，誰在你心路經過
曾歷遍這個世上太多苦楚
求移除心內的痛楚
當天想講，卻沒有機會
誰料到今日有
到你交出真愛，仍然未被了解
在那天，一個生趣突然逝去、多星的晚間
竟殉愛地終結了一生
但是你應該早知
世界本不適這樣美的你去做你
繁盛晚星，框畫各自放一旁
精彩肖像掛空房
兩眼似在凝望著這世間
如回復你記憶
似夫妻著着破衣裳
將花瓣配在刺根上
軟軟地留在那雪地裡
我最終知道，曾在你生命經過
一切批判、嘲笑兼唾棄
求抹去那創傷記憶
當天想講，卻沒有人聽
誰料到明日有 |
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Music composed by: Don McLean
Lyrics written by: Don McLean
Song recorded by:
Gladys Chan
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 the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
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 flo'rs 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.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
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 in sight 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've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen They're not list'ning still
Perhaps they never will. |
