Bookends es un álbum de Simon & Garfunkel, publicado en 1968. El disco incluye 12 canciones, entre ellas «Bookends Theme», «Save The Life Of My Child», «America» y «Overs».
Listado de Canciones
- Bookends Theme
- Save The Life Of My Child
Letra
"Good God! Don't Jump!" A boy sat on the ledge And old man who had fainted was revived (He's all right) And everyone agreed 'twould be a miracle indeed If the boy survived "Save the life of my child!" Cried the desperate mother The woman from the supermarket Ran to call the cops "He must be high on something, " someone said Thought it never made the New York Times In the Daily News the caption read "Save the life of my child!" Cried the desperate mother (Hello, darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again.) A patrol car passing by Halted to a stop Said officer MacDougal in dismay "The force can't do a decent job 'Cause the kids got no respect For the law today" (and blah blah blah) "Save the life of my child!" Cried the desperate mother "Oh, what's becoming of the children?" People asking each other When darkness fell, excitement kissed the crowd And it made them wild In an atmosphere of freaky holiday When the spotlight hit the boy The crowd began to cheer He flew away "Oh my Grace, I got no hiding place" "Oh my Grace, I got no hiding place" - America
Letra
Let us be lovers We'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate Here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes And Mrs. Wagner's pies And walked off To look for America "Kathy", I said As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days To hitch-hike from Saginaw "I've come to look for America" Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit Was a spy I said, "Be careful His bow tie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat" We smoked the last one An hour ago So I looked at the scenery She read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost", I said Though I knew she was sleeping "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why" Counting the cars On the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come To look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America - Overs
Letra
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, over, over No good times, no bad times There's no times at all Just the New York Times Sitting on the windowsill Near the flowers We might as well be apart It hardly matters We sleep separately And drop a smile passing in the hall But there's no laughs left ‘Cause we laughed them all And we laughed them all In a very short time Time Is tapping on my forehead Hanging from my mirror Rattling the teacups And I wonder How long can I delay? We're just a habit Like saccharine And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue But each time I try on The thought of leaving you I stop… I stop and think it over - Voices Of Old People
Letra
[Art Garfunkel recorded old people in various locations in New York and Los Angeles over a period of several months. These voices were taken from those tapes.] - Old Friends
Letra
Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench Like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes On the high shoes Of the old friends Old friends Winter companions The old men Lost in their overcoats Waiting for the sunset The sounds of the city Sifting through trees Settle like dust On the shoulders Of the old friends Can you imagine us Years from today Sharing a park bench quietly? How terribly strange To be seventy Old friends Memory brushes the same years Silently sharing the same fear Time it was And what a time it was It was . . . A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago . . . it must be . . . I have a photograph Preserve your memories They're all that's left you - Bookends Theme
- Fakin' It
- Punky's Dilemma
- Mrs. Robinson
Letra
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey Hey hey hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey Hey hey hey Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates' debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Every way you look at it you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, wo wo wo What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson 'Joltin Joe' has left and gone away, hey hey hey Hey hey hey - A Hazy Shade Of Winter
Letra
Time, time, time See what's become of me While I looked around for my possibilities I was so hard to please But look around Leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Hear the Salvation Army band Down by the riverside's Bound to be a better ride Than what you've got planned Carry your cup in your hand And look around you Leaves are brown, now And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Hang on to your hopes, my friend That's an easy thing to say But if your hopes should pass away Simply pretend That you can build them again Look around The grass is high The fields are ripe It's the springtime of my life Seasons change with the scenery Weaving time in a tapestry Won't you stop and remember me At any convenient time? Funny how my memory skips Looking over manuscripts Of unpublished rhyme Drinking my vodka and lime I look around Leaves are brown And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Look around Leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground Look around Leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground - At The Zoo
Letra
Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo. I do believe it, I do believe it's true. It's a light and tumble journey From the East side to the park. Just a fine and fancy ramble to the zoo. But you can take the cross-town bus If it's raining or it's cold. And the animals will love it if you do. Something tells me it's all happening at the zoo. I do believe it, I do believe it's true. The monkeys stand for honesty. Giraffes are insincere. And the elephants are kindly but they're dumb. Orangutans are skeptical of changes in their cages And the zoo keeper is very fond of rum. Zebras are reactionaries, Antelopes are missionaries. Pigeons plot in secrecy And hamsters turn on frequently. What a gas you got to come and see At the zoo.