Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless
Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the dark 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 sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be prayers and candles are lit, I know
Let them not weep, let them know,that I'm glad to go
Death is a dream, for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I awake and I find you asleep and deep in my arms
Dear...
Darling, I hope that my dream hasn't haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
It's absolutely gloomy sunday
Gloomy Sunday
Воскресенье – мрачное.
Часы проходят в бессоннице.
Дорогие мне тени,
Которыми я живу, бесчисленны.
Маленькие белые цветочки
Не разбудят тебя
Там, куда черный экипаж горя
Увез тебя.
У ангелов нет помыслов
Когда-либо вернуть тебя.
Разозлятся ли они
Если я решу присоединиться к тебе?
Мрачное воскресенье…
Воскресенье – мрачное.
С тенями я провожу его.
Мое сердце и я
Решили прекратить это все.
Скоро будут цветы
И молитвы, которые, знаю, произносят.
Пусть только никто не рыдает,
Пусть все знают, что я рада уйти.
Смерть не сон,
Ведь в смерти я ласкаю тебя.
И вздыхая последний раз всей душой
Я благословлю тебя.
Мрачное воскресенье…
Спала, я всего лишь спала…
Я просыпаюсь и понимаю, что ты тоже спишь
В моем сердце, дорогой.
Милый, надеюсь,
Что сон мой не потревожил твой покой –
Мое сердце просто говорит тебе,
Как сильно я хочу быть с тобой
Мрачное воскресенье…
Мрачное воскресенье.
Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless
Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the dark 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 sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be prayers and candles are lit, I know
Let them not weep, let them know, that I'm glad to go
Death is a dream, for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I awake and I find you asleep and deep in my arms
Dear ...
Darling, I hope that my dream hasn't haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
It's absolutely gloomy sunday
Gloomy Sunday
Sunday - gloomy .
Hours pass in insomnia.
Dear me shadow
I live by innumerable.
Small white flowers
Do not wake you
There, where the black crew grief
Took you.
There are no thoughts of angels
Ever bring you back.
Angry if they
If I decide to join you ?
Gloomy Sunday ...
Sunday - gloomy .
With shadows I spend it.
My heart and I
Decided to stop it all .
Soon there will be flowers
And prayers, which , I know, they speak.
Just let no crying ,
Let everyone know that I'm glad to leave.
Death is not a dream,
Indeed, in death, I caress you .
And sighing last wholeheartedly
I will bless you .
Gloomy Sunday ...
Asleep , I only slept ...
I wake up and realize that you too sleep
In my heart , dear.
Honey, I hope,
That my sleep is not disturbed your peace of mind -
My heart just tells you
How much I want to be with you
Gloomy Sunday ...
Gloomy Sunday .
