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The Sound of Silence
- Emiliana Torrini
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
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'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. '¹Ùº¸µé! ´ç½ÅµéÀº ħ¹¬ÀÌ ¾Ïó·³ ÀÚ¶ó´Â °É ¸ô¶ó.' ³ ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¸»ÇßÁö. '³»°¡ °¡¸£ÃÄÁÖÁö. ³» ¼ÕÀ» Àâ°Ô³ª.' ±×·¯³ª ³ªÀÇ ¸»Àº °í¿äÇÑ ºø¹æ¿ïó·³ ħ¹¬ÀÇ »ù¿¡¼ ¸Þ¾Æ¸® Ä¥ »Ó. 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 signs said, 'The words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls, And whisper'd in the sound of silence. »ç¶÷µéÀº ±×µéÀÌ ¸¸µç ³×¿Â ½Å¿¡°Ô ¸Å´Þ·ÈÁö. ±×¸®°í ±× »çÀÎÀÌ ³ªÅ¸³µ¾î. '¿¹¾ðÀÚÀÇ ¸»¾¸Àº ÁöÇÏö º®À̳ª ÁýÀÇ È¦¿¡ ÀûÇôÀÖ´Ù.' ħ¹¬ÀÇ ¼Ò¸® ¼Ó¿¡¼ ¼Ó»è¿´³×. |