Vincent Vangogh

Music: Vincent (Acoustic) Composed & Performed by Don Mclean

V IN C E N T

(English lyrics translated in Bangla by Neel)

VANGOG (1853-1890) H

Enjoy the pictures with the music and lyrics. Slides will advance automatically. This presentation specially made for my dearest friends and sisters Anna & Pushpo.

Starry, Starry night

paint your palette blue and grey

Tarabhora raath

Anko tomar tuli neel o dhushor

look out on a summer's day Taakao ek grishmo dine

with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shei chokhe ja jane ondhokar amar atthar.

Shadows on the hills, Chaya paharer upor

sketch the trees and the daffodils, Anko brikkho r daffodilgulo

catch the breeze and the winter chills Dhore rakho batash r shiter heem

in colors on the snowy linen land. Ei bornoguloi tusharabrito bhumite.

And now I understand Ekhon ami bujhi

what you tried to say to me Tumi ki bolte cheyechile amake

how you suffered for your sanity Kemon jontrona peyechile tomar sthirotar jonne how you tried to set them free. Kibhabe tumi cheyechile tader mukto korte They would not listen, they did not know how Tara shunto na, tara janto na kibhabe

perhaps they'll listen now. Hoito tara shunbe ekhon.

Starry, starry night Tarabhora raath

flaming flowers that brightly blaze Shikhamoy fulguli ujjol hoye jole

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Ghurni megh beguni kuashai protifolito

Vincent's eyes of China blue. Vincent-er neelche chokhe

Colors changing hue Bornogulo oboyob poriborton korche

morning fields of amber grain Bhorer mathgulo holud shossher

weathered faces lined in pain Bedonai ek Khoye jaoa mukhgulo

are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. Proshomito shilpir bhalobashar hathe

And now I understand Ebong ekhon ami bujhi

what you tried to say to me Tumi ki bolte cheyechile

how you suffered for your sanity Kemon jontrona peyechile tomar sthirotar jonne

how you tried to set them free. Kibhabe tumi cheyechile tader mukto korte

They would not listen, they did not know how Tara shunto na, tara janto na kibhabe

perhaps they'll listen now. Hoito tara shunbe ekhon.

For they could not love you Tara tomake bhalobashte parto na

but still your love was true Kintu tobu tomar bhalobasha chilo shotto and when no hope was left in sight Ebong jokhon kono asha chilo na chokher shamne on that starry starry night. Shei tarabhora rathe.

You took your life as lovers often do; Tumi niyecho tomar jibon jemon nei premikera But I could have told you Vincent Kintu ami tomake bolte partam Vincent this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. Ei prithibi tomar moto shundar kokhono mone hotona.

Starry, starry night Tarabhora rathe

portraits hung in empty halls Portraitgulo shunno hall-e jhulano

frameless heads on nameless walls Frameshunno matha naamheen deyale

with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. Shei chokh niye ja dekhe ei prithibi O bhulte parena.

Like the stranger that you've met Shei Aguntuk-er moto jake tumi dekhecho

the ragged men in ragged clothes Jirno poshake jirno manushti

the silver thorn of bloddy rose Roktabho golape rupali kata

lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Shuye ache kumari tushare

And now I think I know Ebong ekhon bhabi ami jani what you tried to say to me Tumi ki bolte cheyechile amake

how you suffered for your sanity Kemon jontrona peyechile tomar sthirotar jonne

how you tried to set them free. Tumi cheyecchile tader mukto korte

They would not listen, they're not list'ning still... Tara shunto na, tara shunche na ekhono...

perhaps they never will. Hoito kokhonoi korbe na...

V IN C E N T

VANGOGH

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This presentation specially made for my dearest friends and sisters Anna & Pushpo. Thank U what u hav done for me.

The End. Thank You, ~*Neel