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Cette chanson est pour vous, Mrs Robinson !
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 silenceAnd 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 shared 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 silenceAnd 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 Then the sign said, « The words on the prophets are written on the subway walls In tenement halls » And whispered in the sound of silenceSimon and Garfunkel
Une magnifique chanson, un moment de grâce, une réussite absolue
Selon moi, une des plus belles.
La video est le replay de 1981 à Central Park alors qu’ils sont séparés depuis 1970
Encore plus émouvant
PS : Quel dommage que Paul Simon ait été paranoIaque !