The Sound of Silence
101 Strings Orchestra Lyrics


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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 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 dare
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.

Overall Meaning

The Sound of Silence is a powerful and introspective song that speaks to the loneliness and isolation that can come with modern life. The singer, who personifies darkness as an old friend, comes to talk with it, seeking comfort and solace in the absence of human connection. However, the singer is haunted by a vision or epiphany that came to them, planting a seed of awareness that they can't shake. The sound of that revelation echoes in the silence that surrounds them.


The second verse brings us into the singer's dream world, where they wander through deserted streets, surrounded by people but still alone. The neon light that splits the night and touches the sound of silence is a jarring reminder of the superficiality and emptiness of modern life. The people around them talk, hear, and write without truly communicating or sharing their inner selves.


The third verse is a plea to these people to listen, to hear the singer's words and connect on a deeper level. The metaphor of silence as a growing cancer highlights the danger of ignoring the need for human connection. However, the singer's words fall on deaf ears, with only the echoes of their own voice to keep them company. The final verse is a chilling conclusion, as the people around the singer bow down to a neon god and heed its warning, ignoring the message of the prophets that reverberates in the sounds of silence.


Line by Line Meaning

Hello darkness, my old friend,
Addressing the concept of darkness, which is a state of being familiar to the singer.


I've come to talk with you again,
The singer is seeking comfort and solace in the darkness. They have been here before.


Because a vision softly creeping,
An idea or dream has been introduced to the singer, slowly and quietly advancing towards them.


Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
The idea or dream has taken root in the artist's subconscious while they slept.


And the vision that was planted in my brain
The idea has taken hold in the artist's mind.


Still remains
The idea is still present in the singer's mind.


Within the sound of silence.
The silence is where the idea remains strongest.


In restless dreams I walked alone
The artist has been unable to find peace even in their dreams, constantly moving and searching.


Narrow streets of cobblestone,
The location of this dream is described as a specific and confined place.


'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
The street lamp creates a sense of comfort and familiarity in the dream.


I turned my collar to the cold and damp
The environment is not friendly, and the singer is protecting themselves from the cold and dampness.


When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
Suddenly, something jarring happens that disrupts the calmness of the dream.


That split the night
The neon light was so intense that it literally split the darkness of the night.


And touched the sound of silence.
The sudden, jarring sound of the neon light interrupts the previously peaceful silence.


And in the naked light I saw
The sudden light reveals something hidden, exposing it 'nakedly.'


Ten thousand people, maybe more.
The revelation is that there are many people, more than the artist might have initially thought.


People talking without speaking,
Despite the presence of many people, they are communicating in a way that is shallow and lacking in true meaning.


People hearing without listening,
Despite being physically present, people are not actively listening to each other.


People writing songs that voices never share
People are expressing themselves, but their expressions are not being fully understood or shared with others.


And no one dare
Despite the lack of connection and understanding, no one dares to break the pattern and try to communicate more deeply.


Disturb the sound of silence.
Despite the emptiness of the communication, the silence in which it occurs is a comfort and protection to those involved.


"Fools" said I, "You do not know
The artist sees the lack of true communication as foolish, and claims to understand something the others do not.


Silence like a cancer grows.
The lack of communication is overwhelming and problematic, growing in a way that is destructive like a cancer.


Hear my words that I might teach you,
The artist has words of wisdom to share, hoping to break the pattern of shallow communication.


Take my arms that I might reach you."
The singer wants to connect more deeply, offering help to those who are currently emotionally isolated.


But my words like silent raindrops fell,
Despite the singer's efforts, their words of wisdom are ignored, falling upon the deaf ears of those around them.


And echoed
The singer's words resonate and echo, but there is no one listening to receive their message.


In the wells of silence
The absence of communication is deep and profound, like a well that is difficult to escape from.


And the people bowed and prayed
Despite the lack of true communication, people still seek a sense of spiritual fulfillment and connection.


To the neon god they made.
The neon sign represents a false god, a symbol of the shallow communication and lack of understanding in society.


And the sign flashed out its warning,
Even the false god of the neon sign is warning the people of the dangers of their lifestyle.


In the words that it was forming.
The words of the neon sign are being actively created in the moment, warning the people of their current path.


And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
The words of the neon sign are even attributed to the wisdom of the prophets.


Are written on the subway walls
The prophetic words appear in unexpected places, a testament to their power and influence.


And tenement halls."
The prophetic words are found even in the poorest neighborhoods, a testament to their universality.


And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
Despite the lack of communication, the prophetic words are still present, whispered in the sound of the silence that envelops society.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Paul Simon

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Alexizada De Andrade

Caraca essa versão eu ouvi na década de 80 com meu pai. Lindíssima.🇧🇷

Roberto Londono

This has been my favourite orchestra, I use to have every LP they recorded

Nutt_lemmings

I imagined it different this is too chilling

Joëlle LECOQ

* Magnifiques images * ! Grande émotion, autant acoustique, que visuelle ! Merci 🧡

gabriel

Hermosa canción 😅❤❤

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Ingresamos a un Mundo diferente al de ahora...Joyas Musicales que nos dejaron grandes Maestros...
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Erico Rocha

o som do silêncio é mais agradável que o som da maioria das músicas atuais.

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tenho que concordar com você

Rosi Marli de Souza Teixeira

BELÍSSIMO!!!

Horty Rexach

Love this!! What I need today ..... soothing!!

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