Álbum The Paul Simon Song Book de Paul Simon - Canciones

The Paul Simon Song Book

1965 |

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Listado de canciones del álbum The Paul Simon Song Book

Am a Rock
Leaves That Are GreenVer letra

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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.
A Church Is BurningVer letra

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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
April Come She WillVer letra

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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
The Sound of SilenceVer letra

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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
A Most Peculiar ManVer letra

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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?
He Was My BrotherVer letra

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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
Kathy's Song
The Side Of A HillVer letra

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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
A Simple Desultory Philippic (or How I Was Lyndon Johnsoned Into Submission)
Flowers Never Bend With The RainfallVer letra

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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.
PatternsVer letra

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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.
I Am a RockVer letra

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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.
A Church Is BurningVer letra

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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