Biografía:
Don McLean (nacido el 2 de octubre de 1945 en New Rochelle, Nueva York) es un cantautor estadounidense, principalmente famoso por su balada de 1971 "American Pie", sobre un suceso conocido como -El Día Que La Música Murió- y que involucra la muerte de Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens y Big Booper en un accidente aéreo. Este tema, en 2001, fue versionado por Madonna en su disco "Music".
Un poema sobre McLean, "Killing Me Softly With His Blues" de Lori Lieberman
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Otras canciones:
- American Pie
- And I Love You So
- Babylon
- Castles In The Air
- Crossroads
- Crying
- Empty Chairs
- Magdalene Lane
- Since I Don't Have You
- Vincent
- Vincent (starry Starry Night)
- Vincent (starry, Starry Night)
- Birthday Song
- Bronco Bills Lament
- Chain Lightning
- Dreidel
- Every Day
- Everybody Loves Me Baby
- Flight Of Dragons
- Going For The Gold
- Great Big Man
- Homeless Brother
- If I Only Had A Match
- Jerusalem
- La La I Love You
- Legend Of Andrew Mccrew
- Mountains O Mourne
- Oh My What A Shame
- On The Amazon
- Orphans Of Wealth
- Prime Time
- Respectable
- Since I Dont Have You
- The Grave
- The More You Pay
- The Pride Parade
- Till Tomorrow
- When Love Begins
- Winter Has Me In Its Grip
- Winterwood
- Wonderful Baby
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
** This was submitted, just to correct some lyrical errors **
Vincent
By Don Mclean
Verse 1
G
Starry, starry night, paint your palette
Am C
Blue and grey, look out on a summer's day,
D D G
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
G G
Shadows on the hills,
C Am
Sketch the trees and daffodils
C Am
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
D D G
In colours on the snowy linen land
G Am
And now I understand what you tried to
G Am
Say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
C G
How you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen, they did not know how
D G
Perhaps they'll listen now
Verse 2
G
Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that
Am C
Brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze
D D G
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of China Blue
G G
Colours changing hue,
C Am
Morning fields of amber grain
C Am
Weathered faces lined with pain
D D G
Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
G Am
And now I understand what you tried to
G Am
Say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
C G
How you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen, they did not know how,
D G
Perhaps they'll listen now
Verse 3
C
For they could not love you,
C G
But still your love was true
C
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
G
You took your life as lovers often do
Am C
But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was
D G
Never meant for one as beautiful as you
Verse 4
G
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Am Am C
Frameless heads on nameless walls
D D G
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
G G
Like the strangers that you’ve met
C Am
The ragged men in ragged clothes
C Am
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
D D G
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
G Am Am
Now I think I know, what you tried to
G Am Am
Say to me, and how you suffered for your sanity
C G
And how you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen; they’re not listening still,
D G
Perhaps the never will…
Vincent
By Don Mclean
Verse 1
G
Starry, starry night, paint your palette
Am C
Blue and grey, look out on a summer's day,
D D G
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
G G
Shadows on the hills,
C Am
Sketch the trees and daffodils
C Am
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
D D G
In colours on the snowy linen land
G Am
And now I understand what you tried to
G Am
Say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
C G
How you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen, they did not know how
D G
Perhaps they'll listen now
Verse 2
G
Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that
Am C
Brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze
D D G
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of China Blue
G G
Colours changing hue,
C Am
Morning fields of amber grain
C Am
Weathered faces lined with pain
D D G
Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
G Am
And now I understand what you tried to
G Am
Say to me, how you suffered for your sanity
C G
How you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen, they did not know how,
D G
Perhaps they'll listen now
Verse 3
C
For they could not love you,
C G
But still your love was true
C
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
G
You took your life as lovers often do
Am C
But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was
D G
Never meant for one as beautiful as you
Verse 4
G
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Am Am C
Frameless heads on nameless walls
D D G
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
G G
Like the strangers that you’ve met
C Am
The ragged men in ragged clothes
C Am
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
D D G
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
G Am Am
Now I think I know, what you tried to
G Am Am
Say to me, and how you suffered for your sanity
C G
And how you tried to set them free,
C Am
They would not listen; they’re not listening still,
D G
Perhaps the never will…
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