
溏心风暴第一部里的插曲
溏心风暴中程亮死前打给常在心时的插曲。。。。不知道是不是真死了。。。反正就那个时候,程亮告诉常在心一个要点的,谢谢了有人说Mylovewellgetyouhome,不过不...
溏心风暴中程亮死前打给常在心时的插曲。。。。不知道是不是真死了。。。反正就那个时候,程亮告诉常在心一个要点的,谢谢了
有人说My love well get you home,不过不是这首噢,谢谢那位,是个男的唱的.. 展开
有人说My love well get you home,不过不是这首噢,谢谢那位,是个男的唱的.. 展开
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应该是Don Mclean的 Vincent
你听一下吧。。
歌词
starry starry night
paint you palette blue and gray
look out on a summers 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 try to say to me
and how you suffered for you sanity
and how you tried to set them free
they would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps theyll listen you now
starry starry night
flaming flowers that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue
colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
for they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left inside
on that starry starry night
portraits hang in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the woule and cant forget
like the strangers that youve met
the ragged man in ragged cloth
a silver thora in a bloody rose
lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow
now i think i know what you try to say to me
that how you suffered for you sanity
and how you try to set them free
they would not listen theyre not listenint still
perhaps they never will
你听一下吧。。
歌词
starry starry night
paint you palette blue and gray
look out on a summers 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 try to say to me
and how you suffered for you sanity
and how you tried to set them free
they would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps theyll listen you now
starry starry night
flaming flowers that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue
colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
for they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left inside
on that starry starry night
portraits hang in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the woule and cant forget
like the strangers that youve met
the ragged man in ragged cloth
a silver thora in a bloody rose
lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow
now i think i know what you try to say to me
that how you suffered for you sanity
and how you try to set them free
they would not listen theyre not listenint still
perhaps they never will
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