domingo, 9 de julio de 2017

2.- THE SOUND OF SILENCE, Simon and Garfunker. 1964




2.- THE SOUND OF SILENCE

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Repetimos en voz alta hasta que la pronunciación sea buena... o nos cansemos, que ya lo haremos bien cuando estemos en New York )

1
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

1.1.-
Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again

1.2.-because a vision softly creeping,left its seeds while I was sleeping

1.3.-and the vision that wasplanted in my brain still remains within the sound of silence

2
In restless dreams I walked alone
narrow streets of cobblestone
beneath 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.

2.1.-In restless dreams I walkedalone narrow streets of cobblestone
2.2.-beneath the halo of a streetlamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp

3
And inthe 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 dare disturb the sound of silence

3.3.-people writing songs thatvoices never share and no one dare disturb the sound of silence

4
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

4.2.-hear my words that I mightteach you take my arms that I might reach you
4.3.-but my words like silentraindrops fell and echoed in the wells of silence

5
Andthe 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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