S?bado, 02 de agosto de 2014
Sharleen Spiteri
Música y Letra: Paul Simon

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again
because a vision softly creeping
left its seeds while I was sleeping,
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains
within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone,
narrow streets of cobblestone,
'neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
that split the night
and touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
people hearing without listening,
people writing songs that voices never share,
and no one dared
disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools", said I, "you do not know
silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
and echoed in the wells of silence.

And the people bowed and prayed
to the neon god they made
and the sign flashed out its warning
in the words that it was forming,
and the sign said,
"The words of the prophets are written
on the subway walls and tenement halls"
and whispered in the sounds of silence.

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