He Was My Brother (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty three years old the day he died Freedom writer They cursed my brother to his face Go home outsider This town's gonna be your buryin place

Homeward Bound (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.

Sparrow (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

"Not I," said the Oak Tree "I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest And my blanket of leaves won't warm her cold breast" Who will love a little sparrow And who will speak a kindly word?

Blessed (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

My words trickle down from a wound That I have no intention to heal Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap

Benedictus (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

Benedictus qui est venit In nomine Domine In nomine In nomine In nomine Domine In nomine Domine In nomine In nomine In nomine Domine

The Sound of Silence (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

Hello darkness my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping left the seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains within the sound

Leaves That Are Green (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long Time hurries on And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither in the wind And they crumble in your

The Dangling Conversation (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we've lost.

A Hazy Shade of Winter (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

Time, Time, Time, see what's become of me While I looked around for my possibilities. I was so hard to please. Look around, Leaves are brown, And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.

I Am a Rock (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

A winter's 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.

A Church Is Burning (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

A church is burning, the flames rise higher, Like hands that are praying, a-glow in the sky, Like hands that are praying the fire is saying "You can burn down my churches but I shall be free."

A Poem on the Underground Wall (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

The last train is nearly due The underground is closing soon And in the dark deserted station Restless in anticipation A man waits in the shadows His restless eyes leap and scratch At all that they can

For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

And when you ran to me Your cheeks fleshed with the night We walked on frosted fields Of juniper and lamplight I held your hand And when I awoke And felt you warm and near I kissed your honey hair With my

You Don't Know Where Your Interest Lies (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

interest lies No, you don't know where your interest lies You don't begin to comprehend You're just a game I like to play You may think that we're friends all right But I won't let friendship get in my

The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967) Simon & Garfunkel

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 lamppost, What cha knowing?I've come to watch your flowers...

The Boxer (live) Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards

The Boxer (Live) Simon and Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And

the boxer Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And

the boxer Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And

The Boxer Garfunkel, Simon

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

He Was My Brother Simon & Garfunkel

He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three years old the day he died Freedom writer They cursed my brother to his face Go home outsider This town's gonna be your buryin' place

Overs (Live) Simon & Garfunkel

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

The Boxer Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to

The Boxer Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards

The Boxer (El Boxeador) Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises all lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards

A Most Peculiar Man (Live) Simon & Garfunkel

He was a most peculiar man That's what Mrs Riordan said 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

The Boxer Simon and Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And

The boxer(번역판) Simon & Garfunkel

The Boxer I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises, all lies, and jest Still a man hears what he wants

Save The Life Of My Child Simon & Garfunkel

A boy sat on the ledge An old man who had fainted was revived And everyone agreed 'twould be a miracle indeed If the boy survived "Save the life of my child!"

Boxer Simon & Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy 나는 가난한 사내 Though my story's seldom told 사람들은 내 이야기를 잘 모르겠지만 I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles 주머니 한 가득 채워 줄 거란 말 있는 힘을 다해 주먹을 날렸었지 Such are promises

Overs Live Simon And Garfunkel

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.

Overs (Live) Simon And Garfunkel

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

The Boxer Simon and Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And

the box simon and garfunkel

I am just a poor boy Though my story is seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, Such are promises,all lies, and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards

He was My Brother Simon and Garfunkel

He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three years old the day he died Freedom writer They cursed my brther to his face Go home ousider This town's gonna be your

Bye Bye Love (Live at Memorial Auditorium, Burlington, VT - October 1968) Simon & Garfunkel

Bye bye love Bye bye happiness Hello loneliness I think I\'m gonna cry Bye bye love Bye bye sweet caress Hello emptiness I feel like I could die Bye bye my love, goodbye There goes my baby

The Boxer [해석] Simon & Garfunkel

The Boxer - Simon & Garfunkel I am just a poor boy, though my story\'s seldom told, I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and jest, still, a man hears

A Most Peculiar Man Live Simon And Garfunkel

He was a most peculiar man. That's what Mrs. Riordan said and she should know; She lived upstairs from him She said he was a most peculiar man. He was a most peculiar man.

The Only Living Boy In New York Simon & Garfunkel

Da-n-da-da-n-da-n-da-da and here I am, The only living boy in New York. I get the news I need on the weather report. I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.

Overs Simon & Garfunkel

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

el condor pasa Simon & Garfunkel

SELF CONTROL Sung by Laura Branigan Oh,the night is my world City lights painted girls In the day noting matters It's the night time that matters In the night no control Through the wall

el condor pasa Simon & Garfunkel

SELF CONTROL Sung by Laura Branigan Oh,the night is my world City lights painted girls In the day noting matters It's the night time that matters In the night no control Through the wall

NY Pie Brakes

Oh my lord, she sure looks pretty Running around in New York City Look in her eyes, she's a princess in disguise Oh-ho, get me a pony Whoop-de-loop-de look at those buildings Later on lo-da-lo looking

New York City (Remastered 2010) John Lennon

Standing on the corner Just me and yoko ono We was waiting for jerry to land Up come a man with the guitar in his hand Singing have a marijuana if you can His name was Davis Peel And we found that he was

Poughkeepsie, NY Strata

I met the devil in Poughkeepsie, New York He took a seat right beside me at the end of the bar He said, I looked familiar, had we met sometime before?

7 O`clock News/ Silent Night Simon & Garfunkel

The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing section of the Civil Rights Bill.

7 O'clock News/ Silent Night Simon & Garfunkel

The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing section of the Civil Rights Bill.

NY(f)C 매미(MEMI)

New York ******* City Never stop raining New York ******* City Not what I expected It’s not the same It’s not the same New York ******* City Not what I expected New York ******* City Everything is just

Sparrow (Live) Simon & Garfunkel

Who will love a little sparrow Who's traveled far and cries for rest Not I said the Oak Tree I won't share my branches with no sparrow's nest And my blanket of leaves won't warm her cold breast Who will

A Poem On The Underground Wall (Live) Simon & Garfunkel

The last train is nearly due The underground is closing soon And in the dark deserted station Restless in anticipation A man waits in the shadows His restless eyes leap and scratch At all that