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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4 b2 i) n, |( h. g5 p5 T* N: b5 k
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词：Dan Mclean
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曲：Dan Mclean9 N I" b7 K, p/ |
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编曲：John laudon
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鼓手：Antonio Serrano.Jr
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吉他：Dodong Fuego
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长笛：Charlie
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Starry starry night# A" Z% w1 a% E
3 `& I7 K+ }, O% D; M' p5 VPaint your palette blue and grey
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Look out on a summer's day9 i. ~9 x8 Y- z2 q5 n2 E! D3 o9 p3 X
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With eyes that know the darkness in my soul8 h( V# Z9 v4 z: H3 f7 t7 c7 n( j
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Shadows on the hills
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7 k. Z( S* D$ y- R2 J4 I1 RSketch the trees and the daffodils
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: y8 O5 \2 x9 Z4 c- ?0 ^. ACatch the breeze and the winter chills5 s8 O# f4 D' ?0 M3 Q) u: L
! D4 Z0 `( K4 [. `( V; ^And colors on the snowy linen land
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; j' V" M7 j9 MNow I understand2 R2 F" s% y, q B+ _
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What you tried to say to me( \, k) V" \7 r
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free$ ]& f5 V0 A; J0 w3 Y! D3 l
2 X: Q# ]$ Q* U4 u" J. C: CThey did not listen, @5 L0 e4 C6 |0 F$ S7 B
9 q- \6 j* C, F4 a' ]; a" v7 w3 M/ KThey did not know how
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* ]/ M* j9 X: G {% T# _4 F2 iPerhaps they'll listen now u9 v' g& }7 X) L' y+ E+ e
1 S u+ E2 j, @( C, C" NStarry starry night& H0 @) [! N* @9 [1 \0 p6 Y$ `+ T' e
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Flaming flowers that brightly blaze' j2 x) ~' V6 ^
; ~$ g6 Z, {- ySwirling clouds in violet haze7 ~' }5 S6 X* S# c! o3 I6 t
0 ]8 E2 p5 O: V9 GReflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
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Colors changing hue" o0 |/ p1 \: Y1 x3 Z
* @0 P% a, \3 X/ U9 S) v% F2 BMorning fields of amber grain1 e0 J6 m; U' V0 G$ I
4 A+ i! c5 z- OWeathered faces lined in pain
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7 Z, U. f! N4 p% v- yAre soothed beneath the artist's loving hand, T3 S" _, A1 b. t, Q; g' \
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Now I understand+ s5 `+ b: v5 L+ P$ E
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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- K* e) ]$ _" D0 n
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They did not listen
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They did not know how- _) q! W* H: V5 |4 Z2 \0 O
( w' O. s, K* Z1 RPerhaps they'll listen now& j! s; n6 H' V% d0 a' b, j
4 O8 n7 U6 Z. G3 bFor they could not love you
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/ j8 `# i, h1 z+ y% eBut still your love was true- G, J* e4 |, r, G( J0 I, K
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When no hope was left in sight+ c; B4 w- r0 z+ e
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On that starry starry night% |" V/ W: h/ b) l: k% Z# _& F
" W4 d4 g% k7 I4 j I, dYou took your life as lovers often do
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But I could have told you Vincent: h' b8 L' ^0 f5 O/ c; ?3 U
9 L% N( @$ o2 W4 y; l! ]+ m! f* t9 Z; dThis world was never meant for one) k/ w( e+ Q/ r5 G* v3 G
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As beautiful as you! P( m. B% D2 H. e( T
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Starry starry night
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Portraits hung in empty halls0 |( L9 l2 [5 z9 _" n. i8 N2 q
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Nameless walls* T' |( F0 F! l9 Q5 S& x4 p
$ E7 L4 A- A3 C6 `' s3 pWith eyes that watch the world and can't forget
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Like the stranger that you've met
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/ y) i9 d+ a, h' V F/ Q$ EThe ragged men in ragged clothes
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Now I think I know
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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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% H' n7 C1 [- fAnd how you tried to set them free
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They did not listen
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They're not listening still
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Perhaps they never will- C9 p9 G: w2 u5 ?
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