《Vincent》(starry starry night，繁星点点)是唐·麦克林（Don Mclean）欣赏了凡高的作品《星夜》之后激情创作的。这首歌的曲风同其它乡村民谣相比并无异质，还是那种散发着淡淡的幽香的小品文风格，它的过人之处在于它那发人深省的歌词上。Mclean 用他那诗人般的手笔向我们展示了一幅又一幅的优美画卷，同时也以他那天才般的敏锐洞悉出凡高内心的苦楚，表达了对这位天才画家的深深的理解与敬意。歌中Mclean 用极尽绚烂的词藻来描绘凡高的画，旨在表现凡高那灿若向日葵般的生命。
画作描述：
待我长发及腰
带你去看星辰大海
我眼底的流光溢彩
映刻着的
是文特森的名字。
歌词：
Starry starry night //星光 星光闪耀的夜晚
paint your palette blue and grey //让调色板描绘出你深深地忧郁和晦暗
look out on a summer's day //让那双洞察我灵魂深处的眼睛
with eyes that know the darkness in my soul //面朝着夏日的白昼
Shadows on the hills //在这如雪般的画布上
sketch the trees and the daffodils //勾勒出丘陵的投影
catch the breeze and the winter chills //描绘那树丛和水仙花
in colors on the snowy linen land //捕捉微风和冬季的寒意
And now I understand //而此刻我才懂得
what you tried to say to me //你想对我诉说的那些故事
and how you suffered for your sanity //你因深深的思索而承受着苦闷
and how you tried to set them free //你因赋予思想自由而所做的一切
They would not listen //可是，那些人不会听到
they did not know how // 因为他们无法体会
perhaps they'll listen now //又或许 他们现在才知道
Starry starry night //星光 星光闪耀的夜晚
flaming flowers that brightly blaze //那些如烈焰般绽放的花儿
swirling clouds in violet haze //那些在紫罗兰的薄雾中旋转的云朵
reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue //都在文森特瓷器一样湛蓝的眸子里
Colors changing hue //变幻着色彩
morning fields of amber grain //清晨琥珀色的原野
weathered faces lined in pain //风化了的脸孔镌刻着的痛楚
are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand.//画家用深情手去抚慰那些忧伤
And now I understand //而此刻我才懂得
what you tried to say to me //你想对我诉说的那些故事
and how you suffered for your sanity //你因深深的思索而承受着苦闷
and how you tried to set them free //你因赋予思想自由而所做的一切
They would not listen //可是，那些人不会听到
they did not know how // 因为他们无法体会
perhaps they'll listen now //又或许 他们现在才知道
For they could not love you //尽管他们并不爱你
but still your love was true //可你的爱却是如此真实
and when no hope was left in sight on that //在那个只有绝望的星夜
starry starry night. //你带走了自己的生命
You took your life as lovers often do //就像殉情的爱人一样
But I could have told you Vincent //然而 我必须告诉你真相 文森特
this world was never meant for one //这世界上不会再有什么
as beautiful as you//如你一般的美好
Starry starry night //星光，星光闪耀的夜
portraits hung in empty halls //那些肖像悬挂在空寂的大厅里
frameless heads //一幅幅没有画框的头像
on nameless walls //在一面面不知名的墙壁上
with eyes that watch the world //用他们那令人难忘的眼睛
and can't forget//注视着这个世界
Like the stranger that you've met //就像你曾遭遇到的陌生人
the ragged men in ragged clothes //邋遢男人们穿着褴褛的衣衫
the silver thorn of bloddy rose //就像是躺在圣洁的雪地里的
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.// 血红的玫瑰中银白的荆刺
And now I think I know //而此刻我才懂得
what you tried to say to me //你想对我诉说的那些故事
and how you suffered for your sanity //你因深深的思索而承受着苦闷
and how you tried to set them free. //你因赋予思想自由而所做的一切
They would not listen //可是，那些人不会听到
they're not listening still //他们依旧不会听到
perhaps they never will//又或许 他们永远不会知道
创作历程：
千年以后，人们因你的画作而受益匪浅，因你的经历而扼腕叹息，因你的才华而称赞不已......而你已经不在人世。
从文特森的经历，给予我们后人的，是尊重每一个抑郁症患者。他们迫切地想融入我们，可我们却用畏惧的态度，不接受的眼光看待他们。
宽容是医治抑郁症的最好良方。当你遇到像文特森一样的抑郁症患者之时，请弯下腰和他说说话，或许他是一位天才，请给他们你的温暖，他与我们没有什么不一样。
