Incolorsonthesnowylinennd

和那饱受风霜的脸

“Starrystarrynight

Sketchthetreesandthedaffodils

Perhapsthey'lllistennow

RefleVi'seyesofablue

。

繁星的夜晚

Paintyourpaletteblueandgray

NowIuand

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

你变幻山峦间的影

Lookoutonasummer'sday

勾勒树林与仙

Weatheredfaceslinedinpain

云卷云舒，笼罩着薄薄紫烟

Aresoothedbehtheartist'slovinghand

捕捉拂面清风和冬日寒冷

众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦

在某个夏日里，你向外张望

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。

你想对我倾诉什么

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

Swirlingcloudsinviolethaze

黎明的田野，琥珀的麦穗

双眸似可看穿我的灵魂

Shadowsonthehills

Starry,starrynight

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现在我终于知

Fmingflowersthatbrightlybze

繁星的夜晚

彩幻化在雪白亚麻画布上

Howyoutriedtosetthemfree

Witheyesthatknowthedarknessinmysoul

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

Whatyoutriedtosaytome

Perhapsthey'

NowIuand

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

但那时他们不听，更不懂

众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由

在你画板上涂抹了蓝和灰的油彩

Colorsginghue

Catchthebreezeandthewinterchills

Theywouldnotlistentheydidnotknowhow

Mfieldsofambergrain

殷红的儿，恍若燃烧的火焰

映在文森特湛蓝的双眸

也许，此时的他们想听了

Howyousufferedforyoursanity

彩幻化万千

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