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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 |
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| 2:50 | 
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| 3. |
| 1:12 |
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) |
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| 4. |
| 2:51 |
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| 5. |
| 1:39 |
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Are you going to Scarborough fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seems nor needle work Then she’ll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the salt water and the sea strands Then she’ll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she’ll be a true love of mine |
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| 1:57 |
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| 1:48 |
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April come she will
April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain 사월이 되면 그녀가 돌아올 거야 봄기운 무르익은 시냇물이 비에 넘실거릴 때면 May, she will stay Resting in my arms again 오월에는 내 곁에 머무르겠지 다시금 내 팔에 기대어 쉬면서 June, she'll change her tune In restless walks she'll prowl the night 유월에는 마음이 바뀌어 불안한 걸음으로 밤새 서성거릴 거야 July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight 칠월에는 날아갈 거야 간다는 말 한 마디 없이 August, die she must The autumn winds blow chilly and cold 팔월에는 영원히 돌아오지 않겠지 가을바람이 차갑고 싸늘하게 불어오니까 September I'll remember A love once new has now grown old 구월이 되면 기억할 거야 한때 새롭던 사랑이 이제는 추억 속에 깊어가는 것을 |
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| 2:25 |
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| 9. |
| 6:19 |
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Are you going to Scarborough fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seems nor needle work Then she’ll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the salt water and the sea strands Then she’ll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she’ll be a true love of mine |
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| 4:04 |
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| 11. |
| 1:43 |
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Do people have a tendency to dump on you?
Does your group have more cavities than theirs? Do all the hippies seem to get the jump on you? Do you sleep alone when others sleep in pairs? Well there's no need to complain We'll eliminate your pain We can neutralize your brain You'll feel just fine Now Buy a big bright green pleasure machine! Do figures of authority just shoot you down? Is life within the business world a drag? Did your boss just mention that you'd better shop around To find yourself a more productive bag? Are you worried and distressed? Can't seem to get no rest? Put our product to the test You'll feel just fine Now Buy a big bright green pleasure machine! You'd better hurry up and order one Our limited supply is very nearly gone Do you nervously await the blows of cruel fate? Do your checks bounce higher than a rubber ball? Are you worried 'cause your girlfriend's just a little late? Are you looking for a way to chuck it all? We can end your daily strife At a reasonable price You've seen it advertised in Life You'll feel just fine Now Buy a big bright green pleasure machine! |
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| 2:09 |
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| 13. |
| 1:10 |
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo) God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away (Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) |
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| 3:08 |
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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 |
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