{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Don Mclean- Vincent","author_name":"szuszanbandi","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/szuszanbandi","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=40679&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=40679&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"Don Mclean- Vincent\r\n\r\n\r\nStarry \r\nstarry night \r\npaint your palette blue and grey \r\n\r\nlook out on a summer's day \r\nwith eyes that know the \r\ndarkness in my soul. \r\nShadows on the hills \r\nsketch the trees and the daffodils \r\n\r\ncatch the breeze and the winter chills \r\n\r\nin colors on the snowy linen land. \r\nAnd now I understand what you tried to say to me \r\n\r\nhow you suffered for your sanity \r\nhow you tried to set them free. \r\nThey would not listen \r\nthey did not know how \r\n\r\nperhaps they'll listen now. \r\n\r\nStarry \r\nstarry night \r\nflaming flo'rs that brightly blaze \r\n\r\nswirling clouds in violet haze reflect in \r\nVincent's eyes of China blue. \r\nColors changing hue \r\nmorning fields of amber grain \r\n\r\nweathered faces lined in pain \r\nare soothed beneath the artist's \r\nloving hand. \r\nAnd now I understand what you tried to say to me \r\n\r\nhow you suffered for your sanity \r\nhow you tried to set them free. \r\nperhaps they'll listen now. \r\n\r\nFor they could not love you \r\nbut still your love was true \r\n\r\nand when no hope was left in sight on that starry \r\nstarry night. \r\nYou took your life \r\nas lovers often do; \r\nBut I could have told you \r\nVincent \r\nthis world was never \r\nmeant for one \r\nas beautiful as you. \r\n\r\nStarry \r\nstarry night \r\nportraits hung in empty halls \r\n\r\nframeless heads on nameless walls \r\nwith eyes \r\nthat watch the world and can't forget. \r\nLike the stranger that you've met \r\n\r\nthe ragged men in ragged clothes \r\n\r\nthe silver thorn of bloddy rose \r\nlie crushed and broken \r\non the virgin snow. \r\nAnd now I think I know what you tried to say to me \r\n\r\nhow you suffered for your sanity \r\n\r\nhow you tried to set them free. \r\nThey would not listen \r\nthey're not \r\nlist'ning still \r\nperhaps they never will. \r\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/4\/_\/40679_671783_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"40679"}