Gloomy Sunday-Tacke竹桑
作曲:鲁兰斯查理斯
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
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart
Dear
Darling I
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy Sunday