and we cry My teacher carry me home Carry me home my teacher, carry me home Carry me home my teacher, carry me home Carry me home my teacher, carry me
know who we are Sometimes force overpowers us and we cry My teacher carry me home Carry me home my teacher Carry me home Carry me home my teacher Carry
ترجمة: سيمون بولس. المعلم.
... 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
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
to pieces School's out completely No more pencils, no more books No more teacher;'s dirty looks Toyah Willcox - vocals Peter Van Hooke - drums Paul Ferguson - drums Simon Darlow - keyboards Paul
Words & music by Paul Simon Hey, Schoolgirl in the second row The teacher's lookin' over so I got to whisper way down low To say, "Who-bop-a-loo-chi
[Written by Paul Simon] [Copyright 1965 Paul Simon Music -BMI] [Heir Apparent arrangement by Terry Gorle 1987] Hello darkness my old friend I've come
: Words & music by Paul Simon Hey, Schoolgirl in the second row The teacher's lookin' over so I got to whisper way down low To say, "Who-bop-a-loo-
(Paul Simon) 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,
