Publié le Vendredi 25 mars 2011 à 12:00:00 par Cedric Gasperini
Sam suffitHello, 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
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.
(Simon & Garfunkel, The Sound of Silence)