"Quando sei stanca e i sentimenti fuggono / Quando le lacrime sono nei tuoi occhi / Io le asciugherò tutte / Io sono sulla tua sponda. / Quando passi un brutto momento / E amici non hai accanto / Io sarò per te / Come un ponte sulle acque agitate".
Questo signori è Paul Simon, la migliore, probabilmente, definizione dell'amicizia in musica, una canzone splendida cantata in modo impeccabile da Garfunkel che apre uno dei capitoli fondamentali della storia della musica contemporanea . Nel 1970 il duo si scioglie ma regala il suo straordinario testamento artistico confezionato in modo impeccabile e intriso di magia poetica sublime, se la title track è malinconica, con il suo piano dai suoni sottili che accompagnano la voce di Art, "El Condora Pasa" non lo è da meno e rappresenta il primo vero interessamento da parte di Simon verso altre forme musicali, in questo caso quella Andina, che userà anche in futuro nel suo primo Lp solista.
Tutt'altra atmosfera si assapora nella trascinante "Cecilia", quella che ha rotto il cuore al povero Paul , così anche in "Keep The Costumer Satisfied", mentre con "The Boxer" l'ennesimo affresco di una vita dipinto da Simon con un pennello di note delicate e toccanti, da notare i colpi secchi di batteria per riprodurre il suono tipico del sacco che viene colpito dal Boxer, sulla stessa linea Simon realizza anche "The Only Living Boy In New-York" e "Baby Driver", il compagno lo ha aiuta nelle preziose armonie vocali in tutto il lavoro, il suo è un ruolo apparentemente marginale, ma la voce limpida di Art è splendida.
Un lavoro talmente bello che finisce per mettere in ombra il resto della produzione, è come se Simon e Garfunkel fosserò tutti quì, tra i solchi di questi piccoli frammenti di vita delineati da sequenze di note, accordi e di voci delicate.
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01 Bridge Over Troubled Water (04:55)
When you're weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;
I'm on your side. When times get rough
And friends just can't be found,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
When you're down and out,
When you're on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I'll take your part.
When darkness comes
And pain is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
02 El Condor Pasa (If I Could) (03:09)
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would
Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world
Its saddest sound
Its saddest sound
I'd rather be a forest than a street
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would
03 Cecilia (02:55)
Oh Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Oh Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Come on home
Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
Up in my bedroom (making love)
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed
Someone's taken my place
Oh Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Come on home
Jubilation, she loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing,
Jubilation, she loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
04 Keep the Customer Satisfied (02:38)
Gee but it's great to be back home
Home is where I want to be.
I've been on the road so long my friend,
And if you came along
I know you couldn't disagree.
CHORUS
It's the same old story
Everywhere I go,
I get slandered,
Libeled,
I hear words I never heard
In the Bible
And I'm one step ahead of the shoe shine
Two steps away from the county line
Just trying to keep my customers satisfied,
Satisfied.
Deputy Sheriff said to me
Tell me what you come here for, boy.
You better get your bags and flee.
You're in trouble boy,
And now you're heading into more.
CHORUS
05 So Long, Frank Lloyd Wright (03:45)
So Long, Frank Lloyd Wright
I can't believe your song is gone so soon
I barely learned the tune
So soon
So soon.
I'll remember Frank Lloyd Wright.
All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn
I never laughed so long
So long
So long.
CHORUS
Architects may come and
Architects may go and
Never change your point of view.
When I run dry
I stop awhile and think of you
So long, Frank Lloyd Wright
All of the nights we'd harmonize till dawn.
I never laughed so long
So long
So long
So long
So long
So long
So long
06 The Boxer (05:12)
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 rest.
When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station,
Running scared,
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places
Only they would know.
Lie-la-lie...lie-le-lie-le-lie-le-lai.... lai-le-lai...........lai-le-lai-lelelelelai-lelelelelaiii
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores
On Seventh Avenue
I do declare,
There were times when I was so
lonesome
I took some comfort there.
Lie-la-lie...
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone,
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me,
Leading me,
Going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains
Lie-la-lie...
07 Baby Driver (03:18)
My daddy was the family bass man,
My mamma was an engineer,
And i was born one dark grey morn with music coming in my ears, in my ears,
They call me baby driver,
And once upon a pair of wheels i hit the road and i'm gone,
Watch my number, i wonder how your engines feel
Ba ba ba baa,
Scoot down the road,
Watch my number, i wonder how your engines feel
Shine a light
Ouuuu ouuuuu ouuuuu oueee ooooe.......
My daddy was a prominant frog man,
My mamma's in the naval reserve,
When i was young i carried a gun but i never got the chance to serve,
I did not serve,
They called me baby driver,
and once upon a pair of wheels,
I hit the road and i'm gone,
watch my number, i wonder how your engines feel,
Ba ba ba baa
Scoot down the road,
Watch my number, i wonder how your engines feel
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...ba ba ba baa,
My daddy got a big promotion,
My mamma got a raise in pay,
There's no one home, we're all alone, oh come to my room and play,
Yes we can play,
I'm not talking about your pigtails,
But i'm talking 'bout your sex appeal,
I hit the road and i'm gone,
Watch my number, i wonder how your engine feels,
Ba ba ba baa
Scoot down the road, watch my number, i wonder how your engines feel.
09 Why Don't You Write Me (02:45)
Why don't you write me
I'm out in the jungle
I'm hungry to hear you.
Send me a card,
I am waiting so hard
To be near you.
(La, la, la)
Why don't you write?
Something is wrong
And I know I got to be there.
Maybe I'm lost,
But I can't make the cost
Of the airfare.
Tell me why
Why
Why
Tell me why
Why
Why
Why don't you write me,
A letter would brighten
My loneliest evening.
Mail it today
If it's only to say
That you're leaving me.
(La, la, la)
Monday morning, sitting in the sun
Hoping and wishing for the mail to come.
Tuesday, never got a word,
Wednesday, Thursday, ain't no sign,
Drank a half a bottle of iodine.
Friday, woe is me
Gonna hang my body from the highest tree.
Why don't you write me?
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