Оригинальный текст песни The Sound of Silence – Disturbed 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...