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gloomy sunday…

May 14, 2009

This is the so called Hungarian suicide anthem. Many people quoted the passages of this song in their suicide letters so it came to be called as such. Used to be a favorite of mine but sometimes, I still feel the urge to listen to it…

 

 

This is the lyrics of the song (English Version):

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy sunday

Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be
candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you

Gloomy sunday

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you

How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday

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