The Paul Simon Song Book de Paul Simon

Listado de Canciones

1. Am a Rock
2. Leaves That Are Green

   Letra

   I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song. Im twenty-two now but I wont be for long Time hurries on. And the leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl. I held her close, but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write. And the leaves that are green turn to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. I threw a pebble in a brook And watched the ripples run away And they never made a sound. And the leaves that are green turned to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand. Hello, hello, hello, good-bye, Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, Thats all there is. And the leaves that are green turned to brown, And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand.
3. A Church Is Burning

   Letra

   A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They grow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free Three hooded men through the back roads did creep Torches in their hands while the village lies asleep Down to the church where, just hours before Voices were singing, and Hands were meeting, and Saying, "I won't be a slave anymore" A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark And they faded in the night, they vanished in the dark And in the cold light of morning, there was nothing that remained But the ashes of a Bible and a can of kerosene A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are prayin' The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free A church is more than just timber and stone And freedom is a dark road when you're walking it alone But the future is now, and it's time to take a stand So the lost bells of freedom can ring out in my land A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free
4. April Come She Will

   Letra

   April, come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain May, she will stay Resting in my arms again June, she'll change her tune In restless walks she'll prowl the night July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight August, die she must The autumn winds blow chilly and cold September, I'll remember A love once new has now grown old
5. The Sound of Silence

   Letra

   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 streetlamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, 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 shared, and no one dared To stir the sound of silence Fool, said I, you do not know, silence, like a cancer, grows Hear my words and I might teach you, take my arms then 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'd made And the sign flashed 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 whispered in the sounds of silence
6. A Most Peculiar Man

   Letra

   He was a most peculiar man That's what Mrs. Reardon says and she should know She lived upstairs from him She said he was a most peculiar man He was a most peculiar man He lived all alone within a house Within a room, within himself A most peculiar man He had no friends, he seldom spoke And no one in turn ever spoke to him 'Cause he wasn't friendly and he didn't care And he wasn't like them O, no-o-o! He was a most peculiar man He died last Sat-ur-day... He turned on the gas! and he went to sleep! With the windows closed! So he'd never wake up! To his silent world! and his tiny room! And Mrs Reardon says he has a brother somewhere! Who should be notified so-oo-oon... And all the people said, What a shame that he's dead, But wasn't he a most peculiar man?
7. He Was My Brother

   Letra

   He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three Years old the day he died Freedom rider They cursed my brother to his face Go home outsider This town's gonna be your buryin' place He was singin' on his knees An angry mob trailed along They shot my brother dead Because he hated what was wrong He was my brother Tears can't bring him back to me He was my brother And he died so his brothers could be free He died so his brothers could be free
8. Kathy's Song
9. The Side Of A Hill

   Letra

   On the side of a hill in a land called 'Somewhere' A little boy lies asleep in the earth While down in the valley a cruel war rages And people forget what a child's life is worth On the side of a hill, a little cloud weeps And waters the grave with its silent tears While a soldier cleans and polishes a gun That ended a life at the age of seven years And the war rages on in the land called 'Somewhere' And generals order their men to kill And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten While the little cloud weeps on the side of a hill
10. A Simple Desultory Philippic (or How I Was Lyndon Johnsoned Into Submission)
11. Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall

    Letra

    Through the corridors of sleep Past the shadows dark and deep My mind dances and leaps in confusion. I don't know what is real, I can't touch what I feel And I hide behind the shield of my illusion. So I'll continue to continue to pretend My life will never end, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall. The mirror on my wall Casts an image dark and small But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection. I am blinded by the light Of God and truth and right And I wander in the night without direction. So I'll continue to continue to pretend My life will never end, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall. It's no matter if you're born To play the King or pawn For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow, So my fantasy Becomes reality, And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow. So I'll continue to continue to pretend My life will never end, And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
12. Patterns

    Letra

    The night sets softly With the hush of falling leaves, Casting shivering shadows On the houses through the trees, And the light from a street lamp Paints a pattern on my wall, Like the pieces of a puzzle Or a child's uneven scrawl. Up a narrow flight of stairs In a narrow little room, As I lie upon my bed In the early evening gloom. Impaled on my wall My eyes can dimly see The pattern of my life And the puzzle that is me. From the moment of my birth To the instant of my death, There are patterns I must follow Just as I must breathe each breath. Like a rat in a maze The path before me lies, And the pattern never alters Until the rat dies. And the pattern still remains On the wall where darkness fell, And it's fitting that it should, For in darkness I must dwell. Like the color of my skin, Or the day that I grow old, My life is made of patterns That can scarcely be controlled.
13. I Am a Rock

    Letra

    A winters day In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Don't talk of love, But I've heard the words before; It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries.
14. A Church Is Burning

    Letra

    A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They grow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free Three hooded men through the back roads did creep Torches in their hands while the village lies asleep Down to the church where, just hours before Voices were singing, and Hands were meeting, and Saying, "I won't be a slave anymore" A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark And they faded in the night, they vanished in the dark And in the cold light of morning, there was nothing that remained But the ashes of a Bible and a can of kerosene A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are prayin' The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free A church is more than just timber and stone And freedom is a dark road when you're walking it alone But the future is now, and it's time to take a stand So the lost bells of freedom can ring out in my land A church is burning The flames rise higher Like hands that are praying They glow in the sky Like hands that are praying The fire ascends You can burn down my churches But I shall be free