Cifras
Vicent

Tono: D

Introducción:

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                                                                  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.