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1889 Oil on canvas 29 x 36 1/4 in. The Museum of Modern Art, New York




The Starry Night 


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Vincent (ºó¼¾Æ®Sung by Don Mclean (1971)


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Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,

Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils,

Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land.

ÃÊ·ÕÃÊ·ÕÇÑ º°ºûÀÌ ½ñ¾ÆÁö´Â ¹ãû»ö°ú ȸ»öÀ¸·Î ÆÈ·¹Æ®¸¦ Ä¥Çϳ׿ä.

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´« µ¤ÀÎ ÇÏ¾á ´ëÁö À§¿¡ »ö±ò·Î »êµé¹Ù¶÷°ú °Ü¿ïÀÇ ÃßÀ§±îÁöµµ ±×·Á ³ÖÁÒ.

 

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen. They did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now.

ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ±×´ë°¡ ³»°Ô ¸»ÇÏ·Á Çß´ø ¹Ù°¡ ¹«¾ðÁö¸¦ ÀÌÇØÇÕ´Ï´Ù.

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Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,

Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,

Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

ÃÊ·ÕÃÊ·ÕÇÑ º°ºûÀÌ ½ñ¾ÆÁö´Â ¹ã¹à°Ô Ÿ¿À¸£´Â ºÒ²Éµé.

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»ö±òÀÌ ¹Ù²î°íȲ±Ýºû °î½ÄÀÌ ÀÍ´Â ¾Æħ µé³è.

°íÅëÀ¸·Î ÁÖ¸§Áö°í °ÅÄ£ ¾ó±¼µéÀÌ ¿¹¼ú°¡ÀÇ »ç¶û ¾î¸° ¼Õ±æ·Î À§·Î¸¦ ¹Þ³×¿ä.

 

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen. They did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now.

 

For they could not love you, but still your love was true.

And when no hope was left in sight on that starry, starry night,

you took your life, as lovers often do.

But I could have told you, Vincent. 

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

»ç¶÷µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾úÁö¸¸¿©ÀüÈ÷ ´ç½ÅÀÇ »ç¶ûÀº Áø½ÇÀ̾úÁÒ.

±×¸®°í ½Ã¾ß¿£ ¾Æ¹« Èñ¸Áµµ ¾ø¾ú´øÃÊ·ÕÃÊ·ÕÇÑ º°ºûÀÌ ½ñ¾ÆÁö´ø ¹ã,

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À̼¼»óÀÌ Àý´ë ÀϺη¯ ±×·± °Ô ¾Æ´Ï¶ó°í±×´ëó·³ ¸ÚÁø ºÐ¿¡°Ô.

 

Starry, starry night, 

portraits hung in empty halls, frameless head on nameless walls 

with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the strangers that you've met, the ragged men in the ragged clothes,

the silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

ÃÊ·ÕÃÊ·ÕÇÑ º°ºûÀÌ ½ñ¾ÆÁö´Â ¹ã,

ÅÖ ºó Ȧ¿¡ °É·ÁÀÖ´Â ÃÊ»óÈ­µé¾Æ¹« ¼³¸íµµ ¾ø´Â º®¿¡ ¾×ÀÚ ¾øÀÌ,

¼¼»óÀ» ÀÀ½ÃÇϸç ÀØÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ´«À¸·Î ¸»ÀÌÁÒ.

¸¶Ä¡ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¸¸³µ´ø ³¸¼± »ç¶÷µéó·³´©´õ±â¸¦ °ÉÄ£ ÃßÇÑ»ç¶÷µé,

ÇÇ ¹¯Àº Àå¹ÌÀÇ Àººû °¡½ÃÇϾé°Ô ³»¸° ù´«À§¿¡ À¸½º·¯Áö°í ºÎ¼­Áø ä ´©¿ö ÀÖ±º¿ä.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,

How you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen. They're not listening still. Perhaps they never will...

ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ±×´ë°¡ ³»°Ô ¸»ÇÏ·Á Çß´ø ¹Ù°¡ ¹«¾ðÁö¸¦ ¾Ë °Í °°¾Æ¿ä.

±×´ëÀÇ Á¤½ÅÀ» ÁöÅ°±â À§ÇØ ¾ó¸¶³ª ±«·Î¿öÇÏ°íÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇØÁÖ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö¸¦.

»ç¶÷µéÀº µèÁöµµ ¾Ê¾ÒÁÒ¿©ÀüÈ÷ µèÁö ¾Ê°í ÀÖÁҾƸ¶µµ »ç¶÷µéÀº °áÄÚ µèÁö ¾ÊÀ»Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó¿ä.

 

Songwriter: Don McLean 


.[°¡»çÇؼ®/ÇѱÛÀÚ¸·/lyrics] Don McLean - Vincent / 🌃º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã🌃 - YouTube


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Vincent -Dana Winner


.Dana Winner - Vincent (Starry Night) - YouTube


.Dana Winner - Vincent (Starry Night) - YouTube


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The night you could almost touch the stars: The fantastic array of such rich galactic colours was captured by Alessio Putzu


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 Photographer Vincent Brady used a special rig holding four cameras to capture hundreds of images that he stitched together to produce beautiful 360 degree Planetary Panoramas. He left the cameras to take pictures for up to three hours at a time in locations such as Devils Tower in Wyoming (pictured left) and Monument Valley in Arizona (bottom right) and used long exposure times. The result appears to mimic the swirls seen in Vincent van Gogh's famous masterpiece Starry Night (top right).




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