Тексты песен «Simon And Garfunkel»

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...

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...

As we marched down to Faneri-o As we marched down to Faneri-o Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove And they called her name pretty Peggy-o Come a-runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o Come a-runnin' down...

Wish I was a Kellogg's Cornflake Floatin' in my bowl takin' movies, Relaxin' awhile, livin' in style, Talkin' to a raisin who 'casion'ly plays L.A., Casually glancing at his toupee. Wish I was an English muffin 'Bout...

I'm a rambler I'm a gambler I'm a long way from my home If you people don't like me I can make out on my own 'Casue it's dark And it's rainin' And the Moon gives no light And my pony can hardly travel On this darkened...

Are you going to Scarborough Fair: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing of sparrow on...

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (On the side of a hill in the deep forest...

I feel good It's a fine day The way the sun hits off the runway A cloud shifts The plane lifts She moves on But feel the bite Whenever you believe that You'll be lost and love will find you When the road bends And the...

So long, Frank Lloyd Wright. I can't believe your song is gone so soon. I barely learned the tune So soon So soon. I'll remember Frank Lloyd Wright. All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn. I never laughed so long...

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...

We sailed up a river wide as a sea And slept on the banks On the leaves of a banyan tree And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical, meant to be sung Song from the mouth of the river When...

(Paul Simon) A long time ago, yeah Before you was born dude When I was still single And life was great I held this job as a traveling salesman That kept me moving from state to state Well, I'm standing on the corner...

Slow down, you move too fast, you've got to make the morning last Just kickin' down the cobble-stones, lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy Feeling groovy Hello lamp-post, what's you knowin', I come to watch the flowers...

Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones. Looking for fun and Feelin' Groovy. Hello lampost, What cha knowing? I've come to watch your flowers growing. Ain't...

Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobblestones Looking for fun and feeling groovy Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy Hello lamppost, what'cha knowing I've come to...

Slow down, you move too fast You've got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobblestones Looking for fun and feeling groovy Ba di da da da da da, feeling groovy Hello lamp post, what'cha knowin'? I've come...

Do people have a tendency to dump on you? Does your group have more cavities than theirs? Do all the hippies seem to get the jump on you? Do you sleep alone when other sleep in pairs? Well there's no need to complain,...

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises All lies and jests Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest When...

(words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon and Forere Motlobeloa) It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the...

A family of musicians took shelter for the night In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea This is a lonely life Sorrows everywhere you...