梵谷之音：stary stary night(一首纪念梵高的歌）

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<TD vAlign=top><SPAN class=bold><SPAN class=smalltxt><B><FONT size=1>Vincent van Gogh</FONT></B></SPAN></SPAN><BR></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/20041517583123.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/200415175821451.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/200415175844844.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/200415175859645.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/20041517599637.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/200415175924936.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/200415175939444.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><img src="attachments/dvbbs/2004-1/2004151803972.jpg" border="0" onclick="zoom(this)" onload="if(this.width>document.body.clientWidth*0.5) {this.resized=true;this.width=document.body.clientWidth*0.5;this.style.cursor='pointer';} else {this.onclick=null}" alt="" /><BR><BR>        <A href="http://music.cumt.edu.cn/flash/mtv3/083.swf" target="_blank" >http://music.cumt.edu.cn/flash/mtv3/083.swf</A>

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STARY STARY NIGHT (VINCENT)<BR>By Don McLean


Starry, starry night<BR>aint your palette blue and gray<BR>Look out on a summer's day<BR>With eyes that know the darkness in my soul<BR>Shadows on the hills<BR>Sketch the trees and the daffodils<BR>Catch the breeze and the winter chills<BR>In colors on the snowy linen land <BR>Now I understand<BR>What you tried to say to me<BR>And how you suffered for your sanity<BR>And how you tried to set them free<BR>They would not listen; they did not know how<BR>erhaps they'll listen now


Starry, starry night<BR>Flaming flowers that brightly blaze<BR>Swirling clouds in violet haze<BR>Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue<BR>Colors changing hue<BR>Morning fields of amber grain<BR>Weathered faces lined in pain<BR>Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand


Now I understand<BR>What you tried to say to me<BR>And how you suffered for your sanity<BR>And how you tried to set them free<BR>They would not listen; they did not know how<BR>erhaps they'll listen now


For they could not love you<BR>But still, your love was true<BR>And when no hope was left inside<BR>On that starry, starry night<BR>You took your life as lovers often do<BR>But I could've told you, Vincent<BR>This world was never meant<BR>For one as beautiful as you


Starry, starry night<BR>ortraits hung in empty halls<BR>Frameless heads on nameless walls<BR>With eyes that watch the world and can't forget<BR>Like the strangers that you've met<BR>The ragged men in ragged clothes<BR>The silver thorn, a bloody rose<BR>Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow


Now I think I know<BR>What you tried to say to me<BR>And how you suffered for your sanity<BR>And how you tried to set them free<BR>They would not listen; they're not listening still<BR>erhaps they never will

西瓜太郎

美国著名民谣歌手<FONT size=2>唐·麦克莱恩在70年代的成名曲。</FONT>


<FONT size=2>这首文森特在荷兰凡高纪念馆里长年不断的播放这着。。</FONT>

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