Sounds of Silence
(Man Mohan Sings to the original tune by Simon & Garfunkel)
(Man Mohan Sings to the original tune by Simon & Garfunkel)
Hello Sonia, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Kejriwal’s vision softly creeping
Media stings while I was sleeping
And the Congress scams planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
New Delhi’s streets of cobblestone
let your halo save the hand
Or be ready to hear the baaja and the band
With my eyes I see ministers flash the emergency light
Ready to run any night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
Kejriwal talking without speaking
Media hearing without listening
Ramdev writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Scams like a cancer grows
Hear the words people will teach you
Take my arms before they miss you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the Ministries of silence
And the people howled and brayed
Against the promises we made
And the election flashed out its warning
In votes that we were non-performing
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are not written in FDI and malls”
But in Parliament halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
I've come to talk with you again
Kejriwal’s vision softly creeping
Media stings while I was sleeping
And the Congress scams planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
New Delhi’s streets of cobblestone
let your halo save the hand
Or be ready to hear the baaja and the band
With my eyes I see ministers flash the emergency light
Ready to run any night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
Kejriwal talking without speaking
Media hearing without listening
Ramdev writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Scams like a cancer grows
Hear the words people will teach you
Take my arms before they miss you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the Ministries of silence
And the people howled and brayed
Against the promises we made
And the election flashed out its warning
In votes that we were non-performing
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are not written in FDI and malls”
But in Parliament halls"
And whispered in the sounds of silence
1 comment:
Congrats, Harsh. U will be a Simon and Garfunkel yet in the guise of a political singing bard.
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