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Stary stary night / º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã Paint your palette blue and gray / ±×´ëÀÇ ÆÈ·¹Æ®¸¦ ÆĶû°ú ȸ»öÀ¸·Î »öÄ¥ÇÏ°í Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul / ³» ¿µÈ¥ÀÇ ¾îµÒÀ» ¾Æ½Ã´Â ´«À¸·Î ¿©¸§³¯ÀÇ Ç³°æÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¼¼¿ä Shadows on the hills / ¾ð´ö À§ÀÇ ±×¸²ÀÚ Sketch the trees and the daffodils / ³ª¹«µé°ú ¼ö¼±È¸¦ ½ºÄÉÄ¡ÇÏ°í Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy linen land / ´«Ã³·³ ÇÏ¾á ¸°³Ù ÈÆø°°Àº ´ëÁöÀ§¿¡ ¹Ìdz°ú °Ü¿ïÀÇ ³Ã±â¸¦ ±×·Áº¸¼¼¿ä Now I understand what you tried to say to me / ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀ» ¸»ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ³ ¾Ë°Ú¾î¿ä And how you suffered for your sanity / ¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½ÅÀ» ãÀ¸·Á°í ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅëÀ» °Þ¾ú´ÂÁö And how you tried to set them free / ±×¸®°í »ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇÏ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö They would not listen they did not know how / »ç¶÷µéÀº µéÀ¸·Á ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í ¾î¶»°Ô µè´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£ÁÒ Perhaps they listen now / ¾Æ¸¶µµ Áö±ÝÀº ±Í±â¿ï¿© µéÀ» °Å¿¡¿ä Stary stary night / º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã Flamin' flowers that brightly blaze / ¹à°Ô Ÿ¿À¸£´Â µí Ȱ¦ ÇÇ¾î³ ²É°ú Swirling clouds in violet haze / º¸¶ùºû ¾È°³ ¼Ó¿¡ ¼Ò¿ëµ¹ÀÌÄ¡´Â ±¸¸§ÀÌ Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue / ºó¼¾Æ®ÀÇ ÆĶõ ´«¸Á¿ï¿¡ ºñĨ´Ï´Ù Colors changing hue Morning field of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed / Beneath artist's loving hand ½ÄÀÌ Àʹ Ȳ±ÝºûÀÇ ¾Æħ µéÆÇÀ¸·Î »öÀº ¹Ù²î°í/ °íÅëÀ¸·Î ÁÖ¸§Áø ÁöÄ£ ¾ó±¼Àº ¿¹¼ú°¡ÀÇ »ç¶û½º·± ¼Ø¾¾·Î À§·Î¹Þ¾Æ¿ä Now I understand what you tried to say to me / ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀ» ¸»ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ³ ¾Ë°Ú¾î¿ä And how you suffered for your sanity / ¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½ÅÀ» ãÀ¸·Á°í ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅëÀ» °Þ¾ú´ÂÁö And how you tried to set them free / ±×¸®°í »ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇÏ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö They would not listen they did not know how / »ç¶÷µéÀº µéÀ¸·Á ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í ¾î¶»°Ô µè´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£ÁÒ Perhaps they listen now / ¾Æ¸¶µµ ÀÌÁ¦´Â ±Í±â¿ï¿© µéÀ» °Å¿¡¿ä For they could not love you / ±×µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾úÁö ¶§¹®ÀÌÁö¸¸ But still your love was true / ±×·¯³ª ´ç½ÅÀÇ »ç¶ûÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ Áø½ÇÇßÁÒ And when no hope was left inside on that stary stary night / ±×¸®°í ³» ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ ¾Æ¹«·± Èñ¸Áµµ ³²Áö ¾ÊÀº ±× º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡ You took your life as lovers often do / ¿¬ÀεéÀÌ ÈçÈ÷ ±×·¯ÇϵíÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀÇ »îÀ» °¡µÖ°¡ ¹ö·ÈÁÒ But I could have told you Vincent / ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ´ç½Å²² ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¸»ÇÒ¼ö ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä ºó¼¾Æ® This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you / ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀº ´ç½Å°ú °°Àº ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î »ç¶÷¿¡°Ô´Â ¾Æ¹«·± Àǹ̰¡ ¾ø´Ù°í Stary stray night / º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡ Portraits hung in empty halls / ÅÖºó Ȧ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ÃÊ»óȵéÀº Frameless heads on nameless walls / À̸§ ¾ø´Â º®¿¡ ¾×ÀÚµµ ¾øÀÌ °É·Á Àֳ׿ä With eyes that watch the world and can't forget / ¼¼»óÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸´Â ´«°ú ÇÔ²² ¸»ÀÌÁÒ Like the straingers that you've met / ÀØÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î¿ä ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¸¸³ À̹æÀÎó·³ The ragged men in ragged clothes / ´©´õ±â¸¦ °ÉÄ£ ³²·çÇÑ »ç¶÷µéÀ» The silver thorn of a bloody rose / Çͺû Àå¹ÌÀÇ Àº»ö °¡½Ã Like crushed and broken on the virgin snow / ¾Æ¹«µµ ¹âÁö ¾Ê´Â ù ´« À§¿¡ ¹¶°³Áö°í ºÎ¼Áø °Íó·³ And now I think I know what you tried to say to me / ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀ» ¸»ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ³ ¾Ë ¼ö ÀÖ¾î¿ä And how you suffered for your sanity / ¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½ÅÀ» ãÀ¸·Á°í ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅëÀ» °Þ¾ú´ÂÁö And how you tried to set them free / ±×¸®°í »ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇÏ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö They would not listen they're not listening still / »ç¶÷µéÀº µéÀ¸·Á ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í ¾î¶»°Ô µè´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£ÁÒ Perhaps they never will / ¾Æ¸¶µµ ¿µ¿øÈ÷ µèÁö ¾ÊÀ»Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó¿ä |