Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
繁星點點的夜裡
畫出你調色盤裡的藍與灰
在夏日裡出外探訪
用你那看透靈魂深處的雙眼
山丘上的陰影
描繪出樹林與水仙花
為了捕捉微風與冬天的冷冽
繪上了雪地裡亞麻般的色彩
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
如今我才明白,你想說的是什麼
當你清醒時你有多麼痛苦
你努力的想得到解脫
但人們並不理會,也不知該怎麼辦
也許,他們將學會傾聽
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers 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
繁星點點的夜裡
火紅的花朵燦爛的燃燒著
漩渦似的雲飄在紫羅蘭色的霧裡
映照在文生湛藍的眼瞳裡
色彩變化萬千
清晨的田園裡琥珀色的農作物
佈滿風霜的臉上羅列著痛苦
在藝術家憐愛的手下得到撫慰
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
And still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
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
如今我才明白,你想說的是什麼
當你清醒時你有多痛苦
你努力的想得到解脫
但人們卻不理會,也不知該怎麼做
也許,現在人們將學會傾聽
因為當初人們無法愛你
但你的愛依然真切
當燦爛的星空裡不存一絲希望
你像許多戀人一樣,結束了自己的生命
但願我能告訴你,文生
這個世界的美麗從來無法與你相比
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty hall
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
繁星點點的夜裡
一幅幅的肖像懸掛在空盪盪的大廳裡
無鑲框的臉倚靠在不知名的牆上
配上一雙對世事歷歷在目的雙眼
就像你曾遇見的陌生人
那些衣衫襤褸的人們
也像血紅的玫瑰上銀色的刺
斷裂並靜臥在初下的雪上
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
Then how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps, they never will...