• starry night - [天籁之音]

    2008-07-28

    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.

    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 flowers that brightly blaze,
    Swirling clouds in violet haze,
    Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
    Colors changing hue,
    morning field of amber grain,
    Weathered faces lined in pain,
    Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

    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.
    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 head on nameless walls,
    With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
    Like the strangers that you've met,
    All the ragged men in the ragged clothes,
    The silver thorn of bloody rose,
    Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
    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 listening still.
    Perhaps they never will...
  • an angle

    2008-07-11

    I wish I had your pair of wings
    had them last night in my dreams
    I was chasing butterflies
    till the sunrise broke my eyes

    Tonight the sky has glued my eyes
    cause what they sees an angel hive
    Ive got to touch that magic sky
    and greet the angels in their hive
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    Sometimes I wish I were you
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    Sometimes I wish I were you

    All the sweet honey from above
    pour it all over me sweet love
    And while youre flying around my head
    your honey kisses keep me fed

    I wish I had your pair of wings
    just like last night in my dreams
    I was lost in paradise
    wish Id never opened my eyes
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    sometimes I wish I were you
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    sometimes I wish I were you

    But theres danger in the air
    tryinso hard to be unfair
    Dangers in the air
    tryin so hard to give us a scare
    but were not afraid
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    sometimes I wish I were you
    Sometimes I wish I were an angel
    sometimes I wish I were you
    Wish I were you Oh I wish I were you
  • 《The sound of silence》

    Sung By "Paul Simon"


    Hello darkness my old friend.
    I've come to talk with you again.
    Because a vision softly creeping
    Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
    And the vision that was planted in my brain
    Still remains with the sound of silence
    In restless dreams I walk alone
    Narrow streets of cobble stone
    Beneath the hallo of a street lamp,
    I turned my collar to the cold and damp
    When my eyes were stabbled by the flash of a neon light
    That split the night
    And touched the sound of silence

    And in the naked night I saw ten thousand people may be more
    People talking without speaking hearing without listening
    People writing songs that voices never share
    And no one dare disturb the sound of silence
    "Fool" said I "you do not know
    Silence like a cancer grows
    Hear my words that I might teach you
    Take my arms that I might reach you
    But my words like silent rain-drops fell
    And echo-ed in the wells of silence
    And the people bow and prayed
    to the neon God they made
    And the sign flash out its warning
    In the words that it was forming
    And the sings said "The words of the prophers are
    written the subway walls and tenement halls"
    And whispered in the sounds of silence
  • 今天是家驹逝世15周年的日子,默哀`````