Texty:
Simon Garfunkel Sounds Of Silence

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

speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never shared No one dared Disturb the sound of silence "Fools," said I, "you do not know Silence

: I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls And from the shelter of my mind Through

: They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town With political connections to spread his wealth around Born into society, a banker's

: I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me, asleep with the night And her hair in a fine mist floats on my

: A winter's day In a deep and dark December I am alone Gazing from my window To the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow I

: Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on O Lord, why have

April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain May, she will stay Resting in my arms again June, she'll change her tune In restless

I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me, asleep with the night And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow