Sound of silence...

Vueltas en la cama. Mis ojos que no se cierran y tu imagen que no se aleja ni un segundo de mi mente... Intento dormir pero tú me lo impides, en la oscuridad de mi habitación puedo adivinar tus ojos, sí, esos ojos que me encantan y por los que estoy perdiendo la cordura, el resto de tu cuerpo casi no se ve, pero de pronto noto como te acercas, poco a poco voy reconociendo tu silueta perfecta casi al alcance de mi mano, pero en cuanto alcanzo a tocarte te desvaneces, no eres más que una ilusión, un simple recuerdo en mi memoria y una foto en el cajón...
No recuerdo la última vez que te vi, con tu mirada perdida y tu sonrisa risueña... Pero nunca las lograré olvidar, ni falta que hace....





""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 dared
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 whispered in the sounds of silence""
Simon and garfunkel