莎拉·布莱曼《Gloomy Sunday》《忧郁的星期天》

《Gloomy Sunda》忧郁的星期天

演唱：Sarah Brightman 莎拉·布莱曼

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 joiningyou

Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy

With shadows I spend itall

My heart and I havedecided

To end it all

Soon there'll be flowersand prayers

That are said I know

But let them not weep

Let them know

That I'm glad to go

Death is no dream

For in death I'm caressingyou

With the last breath of mysoul

I'll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday

Dreaming

I was only dreaming

I wake and I find youasleep

In the deep of my heartdear

Darling I hope

That my dream neverhaunted you

My heart is telling you

How much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday