There are rumors about Gloomy Sunday (Black Sunday), and it is rumored that the music materials of "Black Sunday" have been destroyed. Gloomy Sunday is a song that is listened to all over the world, so it is definitely not genuine.
In fact, as far as I know, the earliest "Black Sunday" was just a simple piano song. Later, someone wrote the lyrics and sang it, and modified it based on the original song, causing the song to lose its identity. "Magic" (I wonder what the effect would be if this song was changed to a death metal version).
Story 1: "Black Sunday"
The name of this song is "Black Sunday", which was born in France in 1932. It's a pity that it was destroyed in 1945, because in the 13 years of the song's existence, hundreds of people who had listened to it committed suicide! The suicide notes left by those who committed suicide all said that they committed suicide because they could not bear the extremely sad melody. There are also countless guitar, piano and other artists who have played Ciqu and then stopped playing. The author deeply repented before his death. He himself did not expect that this song would kill so many people, so he joined forces with European countries to destroy the song.
It is a piece of music composed by the Hungarian composer - Rulans Charles
at the beginning of the last century. "Black Sunday" is a true masterpiece in the history of music. This piece of music is still banned all over the world! This alone is enough to be "unprecedented". What kind of music is this?
Have you ever heard of murder music? Evocation music? This song "Black Sunday" is the most harmful invisible killer of mankind. When Rulans Charles composed it, it caused a sensation all over the world, not because of its artistic aspects, but because most of the people who heard this music committed suicide!
The first recorded person to commit suicide was a British officer. He was resting quietly at home, and inadvertently began to listen to the turntable delivered by the postman. The first piece of music was Rulans· Charles' "Black Sunday", after he listened to this piece of music, his soul was extremely stimulated and his mood could no longer calm down. After a while, he took out the pistol at home and ended his life. When the gunshot rang out, the song "Black Sunday" was also playing. This was the only clue to his death. After thorough investigation and speculation, the police came to a conclusion: He did commit suicide, but this "Black Sunday" was an indirect killer! And warned people not to listen to this music - because the police almost committed suicide when listening to this music! Then this incident caused a sensation throughout Europe. People felt incredible, frightened and curious. Many people who thought they had good psychological quality were curious to collect it everywhere and experience it for themselves, and went on adventures.
One of the middle-aged American men shot himself after listening to the song "Black Sunday" several times. In his last words, he wrote: "Please use this song as the song for my funeral." funeral music". Then news of similar suicides came one after another, from Europe to the United States, to Asia, and the whole world was panicked.
When a very famous European celebrity attended a music concert, he insisted on a musician present to play the song "Black Sunday" on the piano. The pianist began to refuse. Agreed, but had no choice but to play due to pressure and demands from the curious audience. After the performance, the pianist vowed to never touch the piano again! The celebrity who made the request has since then remained anonymous and disappeared.
Since then, all countries around the world have begun to destroy all information about this piece of music.
The author of "Black Sunday" was also very guilty when he died. He said that he did not expect that this piece of music would cause such a big disaster to mankind. This was not his original intention.
Story 2: The Devil's Invitation
More than fifty years ago, a famous "international music mystery" happened in the history of music: people listened to a piece of music and Suicides occurred one after another.
One day at that time, in a bar in Belgium, people were sipping wine and listening to music.
When the band had just finished playing the orchestral piece "Black Sunday" written by French composer Roulans Charles, they heard a hysterical shout: "I really can't stand it!" A Hungarian young man was seen shouting He raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, took out the pistol and pulled the trigger towards his temple, and fell into a pool of blood with a "pop". A female police officer investigated the case, but despite all her efforts, she could not find out why the young man committed suicide. Finally, she took a chance and bought a record of "Black Sunday" that the band played that day, thinking that maybe she could find some clues to solve the case. She played the record again and ended up committing suicide. People found her last words for the police chief on her desk: "Your Excellency, the case I accepted does not need to be investigated anymore. The murderer is the music "Black Sunday". I can't stand it when I listen to this music." The excitement of its sad melody has no choice but to be rejected from this world."
No coincidence. When a cheerful and lively female typist in New York City was chatting with others, she heard how sad "Black Sunday" was and curiously borrowed a record of this music to listen to at home. She didn't go to work the next day and was found dead by suicide in her room with the "Black Sunday" record playing on the record player. She said in her suicide note: "I can't stand its melody. This piece is my funeral piece."
In Washington, a newly famous pianist was invited to attend a salon party and played for Guest playing. During the dinner, a guest suddenly received a long-distance call that her mother had died in a car accident. Since that day happened to be Sunday, she asked the pianist to play "Black Sunday" for her mother to express her condolences. The pianist played the piece reluctantly. As soon as he finished playing, he suffered a heart attack due to excessive sadness and fell down on the piano and never got up again.
In Milan, Italy, a musician was confused after hearing these anecdotes. He did not believe that "Black Sunday" would have such serious consequences, so he tried to play it on the piano in his living room. After playing it once, he died next to the piano and wrote these last words on the score of "Black Sunday": "The melody of this piece of music is too cruel. This is not a piece of music that humans can endure. Destroy it." Otherwise, more people will die due to stimulation."
"Black Sunday" was called "The Devil's Invitation" at the time, and at least 100 people committed suicide after listening to it. It was banned for 13 years. Even psychoanalysts and psychologists cannot give a satisfactory explanation for the composer's own motivation for composing the music.
Due to the increasing number of people committing suicide, radio stations in the United States, Britain, France, Spain and many other countries held a special meeting and called on European and American countries to boycott "Black Sunday".
This murderous piece of music was finally destroyed, and the author confessed before his death because of guilt: "I didn't expect that this piece of music has brought so many disasters to mankind. The world will punish my soul!"
Black Sunday listening address Chinese and English lyrics introduction
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music by rezso seress
original text by laszlo javor
english text by sam m. lewis
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
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 caring you
with the last breath of my soul i'll be blessing you
gloomy sunday
dreaming
i was only dreaming
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
Desperate Sunday——Lyric Song
Desperate Sunday,
My time is sleeping,
My dear, I live in countless shadows
White Little flowers will no longer be able to wake you up
The black sad car (hearse! ) uploaded to you
The angels will not look back on you
Are they angry because I want to join you (you?)
Absolutely
Sunday of hope
Sunday is hopeless
With the shadow I will end it
My heart and I believe this is the end of it
Soon the flowers and prayers here will be sad,
I know, (this prayer) to keep them from crying,
Let them know that I am happy Leave
Death is not a dream
Because I caress you in death
In the last breath of my soul I bless you
Desperate Sunday
In a dream
I am not just in a dream
I wake up and look for you
My heart sinks deep Deep sleep
Dear
My sweetheart, I hope my dreams will not distress you
My heart tells you how much I miss you
Desperate Sunday