Sarah Brightman - Gloomy sunday

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Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with a numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
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 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 caressing 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
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday

Inne utwory

  • Angels from the realms of glory
  • Murder in mairyland park
  • Winter light
  • It must be tough
  • The journey home
  • Il mio cuore va (eng)
  • O waly, waly
  • Think of me
  • Allelluja
  • Chanson Espagnol
  • The last man in my life
  • Canto della terra
  • Oliver Cromwell
  • How sweet the answer
  • Alhambra
  • Losowe utwory

    Next in line

    Let me tell you to try
    What did you tell you
    Another day goes by
    Tell me why does
    So this is why
    We re falling down

    The...

    I am the chosen next in line
    Sent to slaughter your mankind...

    Falling in love (Is hard on the knees)

    You re so bad you re so bad you re so
    You re so bad you re so bad

    You think you re in love
    Like it s a real sure thing
    But every time you fall
    You get your ass in a sling
    You used to be strong

    Silly niggaz

    [intro]
    On any day, in the hood
    In front of any building, you can find some chicks
    And what will they talk about? Niggaz

    [A] Yo, yo get the fuck outta here!
    [U] Yeah, that fuckin bum motherfucker
    [U] Pico and shit from...

    Embrace

    Holding my head for the last of race
    Pushing my body to get that embrace
    It won t last -- hold on fast
    It won t last -- hold on fast

    Breathing in time, so hard to trace
    Crushing your skull with my warming embrace
    It won t last -- hold on fast
    It won t...

    Saturday

    It’s saturday and I’m sleeping late again
    Going down on a dream
    It’s saturday, kicking the working weak away
    Is the greatest thing

    It’s a perfect day
    In a perfect world
    Such a perfect day
    What a perfect world

    It’s...