The lyrics of Mr. Van Gogh(sa jiao fan gao xian sheng ge ci )

I cried in the middle of the night for a long time

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

Shine all the raindrops

Sketch the trees and the daffodils

Catch the breeze and the winter chills

In colors on the snowy line land

Now I understand

What you tried to say to me

How you delayed for your sanity

How you tried to set them free

They would not listen they did not know how

Perhaps they'll listen now

The sun rises

All the raindrops shine

It became warm water vapor

I didn't clean the glass

I know the sky is blue

The tree grinned with its hair

Want to be a giant predator

And I love you so

The people ask me how

How I've lived till now

I tell them I don't know

I guess they understand

How long life has been

But life began again

The day you took my hand

And yes I know

How long life can be

The shadows follow me

And the night won't set me free

But I don't let the evening get me down

Now that you're around me

How far away everything is, we used to be as weak as cicadas in the morning

The wings are wet and the leaves are thick

We're young, we don't know anything, we don't want to know

Only know that dreams will float, will bring us into the day

Clouds will walk in the wind

The lake will gather the light into a flashing mirror

We look at the green leaves

For they could not love you

But 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

I don't want to know or I don't want to know

I didn't clean the glass

In the dark green summer, the waves are undulating and the oars are beating

The fish are separating the smooth current

The laughter of red swimsuit is disappearing

And I love you so

The people ask me how

How I've lived till now(They would not listen they aren't listening still)

I tell them I don't know(Perhaps they'll never will)

How far away it is

It was a summer of procrastination

The sound has stopped

Chinese PinYin : Sa Jiao Fan Gao Xian Sheng Ge Ci