Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was slleeping,
And the visions 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 the neon light
That slipt 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 hearning without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
Folls 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 raidrops fell,
And echoed
In the walls of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sing flashed out is warning,
In the words that is was forming
And the sing said the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And wisper'd in the sound of silence.
O da música é Ebm.