Cifras
Vicent

Tono: D

Introducción:

                                                   D                                                 Em 
1.     Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and gray,
                                       G 
        look out on a summer's day
                     A                                                                 D 
        with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
                                       D                                                           Em 
2. Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils,
                                                             G 
        catch the breeze and the winter chills
                 A                                                 D 
        in colors on the snowy linen land.
                         Em           A                                         D 
Now I understand             what you tried to say to me,
                                                       G               A 
how you suffered for your sanity,
                                                         D 
how you tried to set them free.
                                                         Em                       A 
They would not listen they did not know how.
                                                 D 
perhaps they'll listen now .
                                     D                                                     Em 
3. Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
                                                 G 
        swirling clouds in violet haze
                 A                                                               D 
        reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
                                         D                                         Em 
4. Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
                                           G 
        weathered faces lined in pain
                   A                                                                     D 
        are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. + REFR.
                                               Em                 A                                                     D       A     Bm 
        For they could not love you,         but still your love was true,
                                   G                                                       Bb 
        and when no hope was left inside on that starry starry night
                                       D                                     B7 
        you took your life as lovers often do,
                                           Em 
        but I could have told you Vincent,
                     A                                                               A7                     D     G     D 
        this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
                                     D                                             Em 
5. Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
                                                 G 
        frameless heads on nameless walls
                     A                                                                           D 
        with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
                                                                       D                                       Em 
6. Like the strangers that you've met, the ragged men in ragged clothes,
                                                     G 
        the silver thorn of bloody rose
                     A                                                               D 
        lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
                                 Em         A                                           D 
        Now I think I know               what you tried to say to me,
                                                             Em           A                                                         D 
        how you suffered for your sanity,     how you tried to set them free.
                                                                                                   G               A                             D 
        They did not listen, they're not listening still, perhaps they never will.