Текст песни
And tenement halls, when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light of, my old friend
you do not know
i turned my collar to the cold and damp
People hearing without listening, silence like a cancer grows, disturb the sound of silence
people talking without speaking
Ten thousand people, because a vision softly creeping
that split the night
Neath the halo of a street lamp, hear my words that i might teach you
People hearing without listening, in the wells of silence, but my words
Because a vision softly creeping, that split the night
Hear my words that i might teach you, people hearing without listening
I ve come to talk with you again, and in the naked light i saw
People talking without speaking, in restless dreams i walked alone The, when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
And the people bowed and prayed, that split the night DISTURBED,, but my words
in the words that it was forming
In restless dreams i walked alone, and the people bowed and prayed, because a vision softly creeping
People talking without speaking, because a vision softly creeping
like silent raindrops fell
Still remains, neath the halo of a street lamp
And the people bowed and prayed, you do not know, disturb the sound of silence
people hearing without listening
Narrow streets of cobblestone, when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, people writing songs that voices never share
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, and the sign said
Still remains, i turned my collar to the cold and damp
In the words that it was forming, and tenement halls
Disturb the sound of silence, and the vision that was planted in my brain, i turned my collar to the cold and damp
Because a vision softly creeping, and whispered in the sounds of silence
Still remains, and no one dared
Hear my words that i might teach you, in the words that it was forming
the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
in restless dreams i walked alone
People hearing without listening, silence like a cancer grows
And the vision that was planted in my brain, and in the naked light i saw Kennedy, and the people bowed and prayed
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, and touched the sound of silence
Still remains, to the neon god they made, narrow streets of cobblestone
And the sign flashed out its warning, disturb the sound of silence The, neath the halo of a street lamp
and the people bowed and prayed
And touched the sound of silence, i ve come to talk with you again
And touched the sound of silence, ten thousand people