viernes, 15 de mayo de 2009

Sounds of Silence

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 whisper'd in the sounds of silence.



Simplemente se estrelló melancólicamente contra mi mente. Como mosquito en carretera.

No se necesita decir nada cuando todo esta ya cantado.

Y vez que no hay nada nuevo bajo el sol, todo es lo mismo solo que mas complicado.

¡Salud!

2 comentarios:

Marcelo Dance dijo...

Una letra Dark antes que existiera el Rock Gótico!
"Hola Oscuridad, mi vieja amiga, aquí he venido de nuevo para hablar contigo"
El año pasado bajé una versión en Cantos Gregorianos...
Te pone la piel de ave ("gashina" o "posho" como decimos acá)
Recomendable.

Mo Ka Hammeken dijo...

Supongo antes no era "darketo" o "emo", simplemente era una rola.

¿Canticos gregorianos? Jamás se me hubiera ocurrido... ha de sonar mas densa. Pero bueno ya la buscaré, para darme mi ratos de piel de gallina jajaja.

¡Saludos!