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 streetlamp 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 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 whispered in the sounds of silence”
你们就憋着吧！。。瓦卡卡。。。发个库存废品。。。。
"The Sound Of Silence"
Hello darkness, my old friendI'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 streetlamp
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
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 whispered in the sounds of silence”
“金子”般品质的歌曲放在废品库存里面，这不疯是啥？太狠了。。。
不要小马哥了
这是我读大学时最爱的E歌！听这首歌直接让我穿越回八十年代的大学校园.......
欠地雷的歌要不我过两天再发？....看到帖子已经晚了：）：）
：） 反正马爷得再整一首回送我的花儿哈，这首可不算。
秋月猜马甲的头脑还是很清醒滴，就是有时候粗心大意想当然，犯一些让我自己都不能原谅自己的低级错误。今后一定改正！你可以随时放马出来，看我的行动吧！：）
用
来表达我听歌时的心情。。
让废品来得更猛烈些吧，我撑得住。。
其实从小就是学校小记者的我有好多话想问你的，，
但是还是保持SOS吧。。
另个声部Maddux赞助的：）：）。。。。
啥都不说了，先循环100遍再说
谢谢疯哥
好啦，我的亲兄弟呀。
求多来点废品～～
帅气有质感的声音钢盔都挡不住，啥马甲都木有用～～：DD
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如果你觉得一个人发歌太频繁。我建议你再弄5个马甲。
期待你多上歌！多上歌
印象中只有方老师是这个味道的。
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方老师和X总那一拨儿元老乐感都是超赞的。这一次重新熟悉了方老师的音色。他这一版处理老到，泛音比较充分，青春的味道更浓。但这歌似乎不是方老师最好的作品，乐感流畅，但处理有些平。楼主的变化更多，音色也有多变的苗头，但就是没充分展示特色。
跑题一点，后面几页里的yaya的那首更明显---老手或专业/类专业的高手很注重泛音，让声音比较丰美，生动。
和声也是你自己整的么？太棒了！和声控表示完全陶醉在你的和声里了。完美，完美！
忘不了他那时候第一次看见帮主照片后那发自内心的赞美，能言广大男粉所不能言。。
也许是马哥之前的曲风让我先入为主吧
美风你是档案馆啊，咋啥资料都调的出来？！