(Through Rose-Coloured Glasses)

Sound of Silence

Simon & Garfunkel

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.

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 dared, 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 its warning, In the words that it was forming.

And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls.” and whisper’d in the sounds of silence.

黑暗, 老朋友, 你好
我又有話跟你說
一個夢幻
在我昏睡時
慢慢滲入
留下種子
這腦海的夢幻
依然存在
在這沈默的音響

不安之夢
我獨步在
狹窄的石板路上
黄暈的街燈下
反起濕冷的衣領
刺眼的霓虹燈的閃光
把黑夜分裂開
觸摸到, 沈默的音響

在赤裸的燈光下
我見到
上萬的人, 或許更多
在説話, 但沒有説出
在聆聴, 但沒有聴到
在寫作, 沒有分享的樂章
不敢打擾, 那沈默的音響

儍瓜, 你是否知道
沈默有如癌病般縵延
請聴我的細訢
請接受我伸出的手
但, 我的忠告
像雨點, 靜靜地
落在沈默的井裡
回應着

人們鞠躬, 祈禱
對着人造的霓虹神像
閃出警告的一句話
它説: 先知的話, 早巳寫在地鐵的牆壁
寫在廉租屋的走廊
耳語着, 沈默的音響

(~ Editor) Here is a vintage video of Simon & Garfunkel’s performance, while enjoying the fabulous translation from FB