网上偶然听到的。背景不详。估计应该是国内唱友。感觉这首唱的很不错。 当然这歌本身也确实好听。在西洋经典歌曲介绍里这首歌曾经被形容为“100个人里有100个人都会喜欢”... which I agree.
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 walk alone Narrow streets of cobble stone
Beneath the hallo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbled by the flash of a neon light
That split the night. And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked night I saw ten thousand people may be 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.
"Fool" 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 rain-drops fell. And echo-ed in the wells of silence
And the people bow and prayed, to the neon God they made
And the sign flash out its warning, In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophers are written the subway walls and tenement halls"
And whispered in the 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 walk alone Narrow streets of cobble stone
Beneath the hallo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbled by the flash of a neon light
That split the night. And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked night I saw ten thousand people may be 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.
"Fool" 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 rain-drops fell. And echo-ed in the wells of silence
And the people bow and prayed, to the neon God they made
And the sign flash out its warning, In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophers are written the subway walls and tenement halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
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