Starry starry nightPaint your palette blue and grayLook out on a summer's dayWith eyes that know the darkness in my soulShadows on the hillsSketch the trees and the daffodilsCatch the breeze and the winter chillsIn colors on the snowy linen landNow I understandWhat you tried to say to meHow you suffered for your sanityHow you tried to set them freeThey would not listen they did not know howPerhaps they'll listen nowStarry starry nightFlaming flowers that brightly blazeSwirling clouds in violet hazeReflect in Vincent's eyes of china blueColors changing hueMorning fields of amber grainWeathered faces lined in painAre soothed beneath the artist's loving handFor they could not love youBut still your love was trueAnd when no hope was left insideOn that starry starry nightYou took your life as lovers often doBut I could have told you VincentThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as youStarry starry nightPortraits hung in empty hallsFrameless heads on nameless wallsWith eyes that watch the world and can't forgetLike the strangers that you've metThe ragged men in ragged clothesThe silver thorn of bloody roseLie crushed and broken on the virgin snowNow I think I knowWhat you tried to say to meHow you suffered for your sanityHow you tried to set them freeThey did not listen, they're not listening stillPerhaps they never will
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Julio José Iglesias de la Cueva (Madrid, 23 de septiembre de 1943) es un cantante, compositor y empresario español. En 1983 fue reconocido por The World Records Guinness como el artista de lengua hispana con más ventas en todo el mundo y la figura musical…
