Nothing Interesting to Say So I'm Posting Dark Depressing Lyrics Day.
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 coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would 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 there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
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 telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
"Gloomy Sunday" - Billie Holliday
This is one of my favourite songs. It's the "notorious Hungarian suicide song". Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezs Seress
Here's the original lyrics, with literal translation.
sz van s peregnek a srgult levelek
Meghalt a fldn az emberi szeretet Bnatos knnyekkel zokog az szi szl
Szvem mr j tavaszt nem vr s nem reml
Hiba srok s hiba szenvedek
Szvtelen rosszak s kapzsik az emberek...
Meghalt a szeretet!
Vge a vilgnak, vge a remnynek
Vrosok pusztulnak, srapnelek zenlnek
Emberek vrtl piros a tarka rt
Halottak fekszenek az ton szerteszt
Mg egyszer elmondom csendben az immat:
Uram, az emberek gyarlk s hibznak...
Vge a vilgnak!
Translation:
It is autumn and the leaves are falling
All love has died on earth
The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears
My heart will never hope for a new spring again
My tears and my sorrows are all in vain
People are heartless, greedy and wicked...
Love has died!
The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning
Cities are being wiped out, bombs are making music
Meadows are coloured red with human blood
There are dead people on the streets everywhere
I will say another quiet prayer: People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes...
The world has ended!
Have a nice weekend.
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 coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would 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 there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
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 telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
"Gloomy Sunday" - Billie Holliday
This is one of my favourite songs. It's the "notorious Hungarian suicide song". Its melody and original lyrics were the creation of Rezs Seress
Here's the original lyrics, with literal translation.
sz van s peregnek a srgult levelek
Meghalt a fldn az emberi szeretet Bnatos knnyekkel zokog az szi szl
Szvem mr j tavaszt nem vr s nem reml
Hiba srok s hiba szenvedek
Szvtelen rosszak s kapzsik az emberek...
Meghalt a szeretet!
Vge a vilgnak, vge a remnynek
Vrosok pusztulnak, srapnelek zenlnek
Emberek vrtl piros a tarka rt
Halottak fekszenek az ton szerteszt
Mg egyszer elmondom csendben az immat:
Uram, az emberek gyarlk s hibznak...
Vge a vilgnak!
Translation:
It is autumn and the leaves are falling
All love has died on earth
The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears
My heart will never hope for a new spring again
My tears and my sorrows are all in vain
People are heartless, greedy and wicked...
Love has died!
The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning
Cities are being wiped out, bombs are making music
Meadows are coloured red with human blood
There are dead people on the streets everywhere
I will say another quiet prayer: People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes...
The world has ended!
Have a nice weekend.
VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
mistressrory:
HE IS TOO DRUNK TO GET ME!
mistressrory:
He was all "you can come over" but i don't know how to get there by bus...and id be to scared to try...i wouldn't wanna get lost...he told me hes so drunk he can hardly walk. he said he might be going to the bar later tonight but i am mad at him so i wont be seeing him tonight