Silenzio...
Ma non nell'anima
Silenzio...
Ma solo nella stanza
una dolce canzone ne riempie gli spazi
vagando al suo interno
leggera
come i ricordi
Silenzio...
Ma non nel cuore
dove ogni battito è lieve parola
dove ogni battito va oltre ogni verso
oltre ogni rumore
oltre ogni musica
Silenzio...
ma solo nella stanza
popolata da fantasmi
popolata da illusioni, sogni, ombre...
Silenzio...
ma non nell'essere
che si agita
che vaga
che vola
nello spazio immenso
dove ogni parola è palpito
dove ogni parola è verso
dove ogni parola è musica
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it’s 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 deared
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 it’s warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper’d in the sounds of silence.
The sound of silence, Simon & Garfunkel
