Gloomy Sunday (Black Sunday)

Finally, I have the courage to listen to this song.
This song is still in my earphones.
In fact, at the beginning, I was scared and afraid of its legends.
However, at the beginning of a song, the sad piano sound made me listen to it quietly and intently.
Rezso seress .... The creator of music... What grief does he have in his heart? Why can I write such sad songs?
When the first time of the song was over, it seemed that my soul had no such thing as a shell. When I went back to God, I found myself crying...

I don't know who the English singer is. Why is her sound so beautiful?
Whining, whining ..... Crying is quiet

Gloomy Sunday, Gloomy Sunday, Sunday is gloomy ~

Too much grief in my heart can't be told, it can only be crying ..
Occasionally excited, but immersed in permanent grief
Maybe, grief is quiet, and I have never tried

Sunday makes me sad/time passes, and I sleep
Dear/I live in the shadows
The white flowers cannot wake you up. The sad dead-spirit car cannot bring you back.
Since Angel has not tried to let you back/will they be angry if I want to join you?

Dream/I'm just dreaming
Waking up/I find that you are sleeping deeply in my heart
Dear/I hope my dream will not disturb you
My heart is talking to you/how much I miss you

Music makes me unable to breathe
For me, only crying ....
Sadly .....................
Why? What is she talking about? What is she shouting about?
 
Sunday is desperate/I end it with shadow

I can't tell my own depressing feelings. I can only listen to Black Sunday while missing anything.

Dream/I'm not just in a dream
I woke up and looked for you
Deep sleep in my heart
Dear

The light is about to go out, and everything we have to immerse ourselves in black.
Black swallowed up everything.
Black Night, black eyes, black Miss, Black Sunday ....