som do silêncio

 

Hello, darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again

 

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone

 

 

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening

 

 

And the sign said
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence

cantam

Aguaviva
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e quando cantam parece que estão sós