众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由

NowIuand

Shadowsonthehills

双眸似可看穿我的灵魂

他们像极了那首我独自听了多次的歌的唱词，让我无时无刻不在愧疚与怅惘，在他真的离开之后。

Incolorsonthesnowylinennd

Fmingflowersthatbrightlybze

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

但那时他们不听，更不懂

Witheyesthatknowthedarknessinmysoul

Mfieldsofambergrain

Swirlingcloudsinviolethaze

也许，此时的他们想听了

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Catchthebreezeandthewinterchills

殷红的儿，恍若燃烧的火焰

Aresoothedbehtheartist'slovinghand

在文森特手中缓缓

在你画板上涂抹了蓝和灰的油彩

繁星的夜晚

在某个夏日里，你向外张望

你变幻山峦间的影

云卷云舒，笼罩着薄薄紫烟

黎明的田野，琥珀的麦穗

Colorsginghue

Weatheredfaceslinedinpain

彩幻化万千

众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦

勾勒树林与仙

Lookoutonasummer'sday

Perhapsthey'

和那饱受风霜的脸

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

。

“Starrystarrynight

映在文森特湛蓝的双眸

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

你想对我倾诉什么

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

NowIuand

Perhapsthey'lllistennow

Sketchthetreesandthedaffodils

Starry,starrynight

彩幻化在雪白亚麻画布上

Paintyourpaletteblueandgray

现在我终于知

捕捉拂面清风和冬日寒冷

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

繁星的夜晚

RefleVi'seyesofablue