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竞演舞台上，被誉为“香港乐坛英文歌翻唱先锋”的杜丽莎以一袭红裙优雅亮相，拥有超高音域的她此次选择低吟浅唱的嗓音来诠释，让这首纪念荷兰画家梵高的经典之作《Vincent》多了一番别致与韵味，把一代巨匠的孤独与哀愁娓娓道来，唱出了穿越几个世纪的传奇和思念。
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# T7 |4 h( @9 x1 e% t/ B7 v% gVincent (Live) - 杜丽莎1 f( D% [3 ^' H) ~
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4 ]3 e5 X& p v+ ?- ]& U曲：Dan Mclean( a/ Z* W' Y2 |' D
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编曲：John laudon# ?; c6 K6 m" c1 Q/ B* ~) b9 S
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鼓手：Antonio Serrano.Jr
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# ~" }3 p0 s# |. }4 r吉他：Dodong Fuego
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4 u2 N0 z8 I' s5 E长笛：Charlie
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1 l9 M5 j- _" k" j1 h# JStarry starry night
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1 K/ {& T1 e* f% iPaint your palette blue and grey) H. i- e9 F m: X
! l5 m3 M/ I4 S8 n+ OLook out on a summer's day4 H& T/ {3 [4 h
$ U: q6 a3 E6 RWith eyes that know the darkness in my soul; N( _4 s9 v5 t3 D
1 `# f4 I- R7 u4 wShadows on the hills+ y4 P' V8 E" i6 T; }" C
9 m3 Y0 r+ E9 v2 t8 H; J# ~Sketch the trees and the daffodils8 ~6 H& s( T6 `& b E# G9 i& P
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Catch the breeze and the winter chills
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And colors on the snowy linen land% e5 |/ E5 p4 E
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Now I understand
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What you tried to say to me
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free
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They did not listen
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: @8 z9 u3 d! ^. a% J9 _+ rThey did not know how
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& }$ Z/ Q* _- a! _' J3 o- I' o( YPerhaps they'll listen now; Y% J( J) p$ _* H1 \
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Starry starry night
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( p( `' [* u' R$ zFlaming flowers that brightly blaze* W; Y( J6 p. P- t1 x0 I$ c
a' Z6 `) V0 ^8 ~+ X1 D6 xSwirling clouds in violet haze- d8 l* s2 X! `: V! r9 L! m3 ~
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Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue) P; o9 x& O( X6 ~) F( H* }. G7 N0 b
. ]1 Q# r( D# S: zColors changing hue
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5 n/ X. I- e( ^. B7 lMorning fields of amber grain% W7 e& v2 {# c- y/ J
8 W# H* F8 q" r: AWeathered faces lined in pain$ M! w* b: `! w' B6 |- s) V
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Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
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Now I understand5 { ~9 V0 P8 s
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What you tried to say to me
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8 C7 q' S# y9 [3 b% F. Z8 U- d2 ?And how you suffered for your sanity j2 `4 C1 ?/ H/ B7 I/ X2 l+ y
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And how you tried to set them free! A9 [" V4 v3 X0 V4 T" v- z. ]" J3 O
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They did not listen
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They did not know how' n8 B) d' i) j j4 u9 d
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Perhaps they'll listen now+ k' M0 s' a" S4 m6 q$ G- v% N' p) T+ U
6 Y: z, Z. N* v' EFor they could not love you! s5 H8 f, S) r N- s
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But still your love was true
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- ~; @( i6 _1 z9 G2 q: UWhen no hope was left in sight/ a7 o5 K' ^4 G$ R3 F. \
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On that starry starry night
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4 V5 `9 G! J aYou took your life as lovers often do2 H. R+ _+ b2 C3 m j; U+ u' Q
: _& R+ l, [2 B) `3 t7 ~ Z. FBut I could have told you Vincent3 R. `2 A. s/ T1 g3 m
3 z' ?% T8 o# {- O& o3 }This world was never meant for one
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% Q4 }, d/ x) `' HAs beautiful as you6 g: c7 P+ d! ^& |
; B9 c) x3 p# [- k* O( kStarry starry night
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" c. f( U' T: yPortraits hung in empty halls
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) o# R7 q; I6 x0 l1 GFrameless heads on
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8 O- Q; [) R) e# H* m7 v8 bNameless walls
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With eyes that watch the world and can't forget% N0 m% C' @' P' B& y Z
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Like the stranger that you've met( f0 ]1 I* u7 @" B4 c
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The ragged men in ragged clothes& Z9 |6 r5 m8 U7 I
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The silver thorn of bloody rose
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3 g. s. ] K. K6 E6 c* nLie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
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5 m6 g. z* ~6 b# P2 h5 n+ B0 `4 H) nNow I think I know
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1 W5 y( ~5 u8 F7 W. SWhat you tried to say to me
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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) P, S+ r1 z* ~# GAnd how you tried to set them free$ |! {2 l2 Y- B' T7 j
+ c: m M6 o; [, a5 q" T/ NThey did not listen
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They're not listening still# D9 [9 W2 ~4 n# I1 i7 e9 P
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