[ar: Tracy Chapman]

[Author: Honghu fisherman]

A gloomy Sunday

Black Sunday (a song that makes 100 people commit suicide)

Singing: Tracy Chapman (Tracy Chapman)

Sunday is glorious, Sunday is melancholy.

My time is sleepless and my house is quiet.

Dear, there are countless shadows in my life, dear, my shadows are endless.

Little white flowers will never wake you up. Those little white flowers will never wake you up.

It's not black. I'm sorry. The carriage took you away.

Angels never want to come back to you. Angels never want you to come back to me.

If I want to be with you, will they be angry if I want to be with you?

Melancholy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy. Sunday is melancholy.

I spend everything with the shadow, and I can only be with the shadow.

My heart and I have decided to end this. My heart and I will decide to end this day.

Soon there will be sad flowers and prayers, and soon there will be candles and sad prayers.

I know, tell them not to cry, I know, please don't cry.

Let them know that I am happy to go, let them know that I am happy to go.

Death is not a dream, death is not a dream.

Because I caressed you before death, I caressed you.

With the last breath of my soul, I will love you, with the last breath of my soul, I will pray for you.

Melancholy Sunday

Dream, dream

I was just dreaming. I only have dreams now.

I woke up to find you. I woke you up. I'm looking for you.

Sleep in the depths, sleep in the depths.

My heart, my heart

Honey, honey.

Dear, I hope my dream won't bother you. I hope I can dream of you, dear.

My heart tells you how much I want you. My heart tells you how much I love you.

Melancholy Sunday

(This song "Black Sunday" was written by Hungarian composer Lulans Charles at the beginning of last century.

A truly "peerless" work in music history. 1932 was born in France, but it was taken by 1945.

Ruined. Because in the 13 years that this song exists, hundreds of people have committed suicide. Suicide left behind.

The next suicide note said that suicide was because I couldn't stand the melody of extreme sadness. There are countless guitars here.

Artists like the piano played the lyrics and then closed their hands. At that time, this song was called "The Devil's Invitation"

The emperor of another world came to punish my soul! "As more and more people commit suicide, the United States, Britain and France.

The Western Group and other multinational radio stations held a special meeting, calling on European and American countries to boycott.

On Black Sunday, all countries in the world began to destroy the information about this piece of music.

It is still one of the forbidden music in the world.

At present, there are many versions of this song widely circulated on the Internet, and this lyric is based on the American black folk singer.

The lyrics of LRC come from:

It's cloudy on Sunday! Depressed on Sunday!

My time is sleepless. My end is coming.

Dearest, I live in countless shadows. My dearest, the place where I live has no end.

Little white flowers will never wake you up. Little white flowers will never wake you up again.

It's not where the sad black carriage takes you. The black car (hearse) composed of sadness will no longer carry you.

Angels never thought they would come back. Angels won't protect you anymore.

Will they be angry if I want to join you? Are they angry because I want to join you?

Gloomy Sunday! Desperate Sunday

With the shadow, I spent everything. I'll kill it with a shadow.

My heart, I've decided to end this. My heart and I think this is the end.

Soon there will be flowers to pray. Soon there will be flowers and prayers here.

I know it's sad. They're sad, I know.

Let them not cry. This will make them speechless with grief.

Let them know that I'm glad to leave here.

Death is not a dream. If you die, you won't dream again.

Because I care about you in death, because I caress you in destruction.

With the last breath of my soul. With my last breath in my heart.

I will bless you. I will bless you.

Dream! In the dream!

I was just dreaming. I was just dreaming.

I woke up to find. I woke up to find.

You sleep in my heart! You are sleeping in my heart!

Honey! Honey.

Dear, I hope my dream won't bother you. Dear, I hope my dream won't torture you.

My heart tells you. My heart tells you.

How much I want you. How much I need you.

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