英语学习|Vincent——献给梵高的歌

时间：2017-11-20 09:19:43  来源：http://www.pinghe.com  作者：Frank

《Vincent》(starry starry night，繁星点点)是唐·麦克林（Don Mclean）欣赏了凡高的作品《星夜》之后激情创作的。这首歌Mclean用华丽的辞藻来描述的画，表达对梵高这个天才画家的画中的苦楚无比的理解和敬意。

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 daffodils

catch the breeze and the winter chills

in colors on the snowy linen land

繁星点点的夜晚

你的画板上只调制了蓝与灰

用你那双看得见我灵魂污秽的眼睛

在炎夏之日向外望

山坡上的暗影

勾勒出树木与水仙的轮廓

用亚麻布般的苍茫雪地之色

去捕捉阵阵微风与严冬肃杀

Now I understand what you try to say to me

and how you suffered for your sanity

and how you tried to set them free

They would not listen

they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen you now

现如今我才懂得你对我的诉说

你因睿智思索遭受了多大痛苦

你又是多想解放你的思想自由

他们不予理会

他们根本没法理会

也许他们现在才懂得

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 fields of amber grain

weathered faces lined in pain

are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

繁星点点的夜晚

绚烂如火怒放的鲜花

紫罗兰色迷雾中旋转着的云团

都投影在文森特青瓷般藏蓝的眼睛中

色彩变幻绽放，清晨琥珀色的稻田

苍老的脸庞镌刻着痛苦的皱纹

都在艺术家慈爱的手下被抚慰

Now I understand what you try to say to me

and how you suffered for your sanity

and how you tried to set them free

They would not listen

they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen you now

For they could not love you

but still your love was ture

现如今我才懂得你对我的诉说

你因睿智思索遭受了多大痛苦

你又是多想解放你的思想自由

他们不予理会

他们根本没法理会

也许他们现在才懂得

他们不可能爱你啊

但你的爱是真实的

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

当在繁星点点的夜空中

你的心中再无希望可存

你亲手奉上自己的生命

就像那些殉情爱人一样

但我想要告诉你文森特

这世上再无如你这般的美好

Starry starry night

portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls

with eyes that watch the world and can't forget

like the stranger that you've met

the ragged man in ragged cloth

The silver thorn in a bloody rose

lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow

繁星点点的夜晚

空荡的大厅里悬挂着肖像画

无名之墙上的无框头像

用那双一睹难忘的眼睛注视着世界

就像你与你擦肩而过的陌生人

那些衣衫褴褛的邋遢的人

银色荆棘映衬着的血色玫瑰

支离破碎地躺在初雪的大地上

Now I think I know what you try to say to me

that how you suffered for your sanity

and how you try to set them free

They would not listen they're not listening still

perhaps they never will

现如今我才懂得你对我的诉说

你因睿智思索遭受了多大痛苦

你又是多想解放你的思想自由

他们不予理会

他们仍然不予理会

或许他们永远不予理会