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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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Vincent (Live) - 杜丽莎+ r5 E; H3 J* k5 q
: w$ u1 v0 l x词：Dan Mclean
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曲：Dan Mclean) a3 x; }3 C; e, Q
, e% e% N# v9 d; z% |+ @编曲：John laudon2 }# t1 c; x0 `8 b' w% ]. |
. ]; _* s3 S9 D鼓手：Antonio Serrano.Jr1 _- ^* [# ^- L$ N
6 A" h7 Y# S- U吉他：Dodong Fuego- g5 F1 P& F( J0 K% o9 E
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长笛：Charlie' c5 P' j3 ?5 @8 n: K5 U* C# _
a% a0 z3 D" e5 w5 ]Starry starry night& z. f, e7 N. I9 ?: n
3 N) [# X e1 i0 s+ t& Z# o U: xPaint your palette blue and grey
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7 ?! u$ ^" C K" `- gLook out on a summer's day
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With eyes that know the darkness in my soul7 e- @, p/ N. V2 ^3 q) N
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Shadows on the hills
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Sketch the trees and the daffodils
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Catch the breeze and the winter chills- X; c" V6 Y& G. I8 }
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And colors on the snowy linen land
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Now I understand+ }: e K3 p1 ^) l7 @
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What you tried to say to me6 M3 d+ U |. o. _9 q1 y
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And how you suffered for your sanity* P. A' T1 B* F& X' Z
% e, ]% K7 j. Z. WAnd how you tried to set them free# @; G/ d* q9 \5 y; O6 a1 I
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They did not listen4 ?( y7 A6 Y, ^9 D6 O
" g% B2 {" M, a2 O; j K+ F! k0 J$ jThey did not know how
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Perhaps they'll listen now4 T( C$ _4 {! H3 m
0 \2 O8 I# n8 GStarry starry night' `6 |3 v4 G; _ w5 h3 C, f
3 q, x! [8 n6 d2 w1 I$ l4 E6 gFlaming flowers that brightly blaze
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2 P- A- P- O% Y; GSwirling clouds in violet haze4 r% l( o, l6 A. `& O
6 r: i0 o# O3 W' o5 n9 P1 V6 c) XReflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue: d' w5 u8 C# O i$ D2 j
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Colors changing hue
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" U/ z' E5 b% n2 P, }9 yMorning fields of amber grain
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Weathered faces lined in pain
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Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
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Now I understand
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, J4 b- o3 _$ O7 }* iWhat you tried to say to me! G/ n; E4 S! o
m& G& @5 q) N, B' I. Q* dAnd how you suffered for your sanity
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/ _' R$ q4 m5 J& J3 H/ p4 r% m& N. h ]And how you tried to set them free
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( l) V' ~' j: M7 I9 ~They did not listen$ A- X" N- V( e. ~
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Perhaps they'll listen now( @8 \2 G; U6 ?" @7 ~. Q
u# Q( E, X& q T3 i+ d5 wFor they could not love you
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But still your love was true; z; A& }( s6 O* k3 [
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When no hope was left in sight
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4 a6 J' a7 _+ x9 E vOn that starry starry night3 e; k6 v- z2 T3 }8 Y2 [
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You took your life as lovers often do
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8 A7 D4 p( U# b1 G- yBut I could have told you Vincent) O5 a2 U1 |( n" V" i' J$ i3 i |
+ \8 D( Y! c% x2 ]# w7 jThis world was never meant for one6 v8 b1 _. o: V, W
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As beautiful as you
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Portraits hung in empty halls
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Frameless heads on
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With eyes that watch the world and can't forget& S; a: ^8 F1 u& W
. I) O" }/ K5 P9 G: eLike the stranger that you've met
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The ragged men in ragged clothes
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The silver thorn of bloody rose
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. u, ~5 L6 E6 [- eLie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
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1 ?; o9 j9 R: v) P& Q# cNow I think I know
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What you tried to say to me! H6 s8 |! f. |3 C( C0 M
* x/ I" s' B- w' J( HAnd how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free+ E2 v; n7 X' j" x& q& [$ z: w: @
/ z) A- _! [$ E. IThey did not listen4 E; ~" y, P f% e# [/ a
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They're not listening still
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