English translation:

It is autumn and the leaves are falling

All love has died on earth

The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears

My heart will never hope for a new spring again

My tears and my sorrows are all in vain

People are heartless, greedy and wicked. ..

Love has died!

The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning

Cities are being wiped out, shrapnel is making music

Meadows are colored red with human blood

There are dead people on the streets everywhere

I will say another quiet prayer:

< p>People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes...

The world has ended!

(2) "Gloomy Sunday" (English lyrics version)

< p>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

p>

Sunday is gloomy, with shadows I spend it all

My heart and I have decided to end it all

Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad , I know

Let them not weep

Let them know that I'm glad to go

Death is no 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< /p>

I wake and I find you asleep in the deep

of my heart, dear!

Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you

My heart is telling you how much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday

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Chinese translation:

It’s hard to sleep on Black Sunday

I live in countless shadows

White flowers can’t wake you up

Even a black hearse can't take you away

Angels have no intention of sending you back

If I want to leave with you, will they be angry

Black Sunday

Black Sunday spent in the shadows

My heart and I decided to end everything

Flowers and prayers will bring sadness, I know

Don't cry

Let them know that I left with a smile

Death is not a dream

Let me caress you< /p>

The soul will bless you with its last breath

Black Sunday

Dreaming, it turns out I was just dreaming

I will wake up I find you sleeping deep in my heart, my beloved!

My dear, I hope my dreams do not haunt you

My heart is telling you how much I have longed for you

Gloomy Sunday