🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Gloomy Sunday - Sarah McLachlan

 Sunday is 
 My hours are 
 Dearest, the shadows I live  are numberless
  white flowers will never awaken you
 
 Not where the black curtain of sorrow has taken 
 Angels have  thought of ever returning you
 Would they be angry if I thought of  you
 Gloomy Sunday
 
 Sunday  gloomy
 with shadows I  it all
 My heart and I have decided to end it 
 Soon there'll be flowers and prayers  are sad,
 I  let them not weep,
 Let them know that  glad to go
 
 Death  no dream,
 For  death I'm caressing you
 With the last  of my soul I'll be blessing you
 Gloomy Sunday
 
 Dreaming
 I was only 
 I wake and I find 
 Asleep in  deep of
 My heart
 Dear
 
 Darling I hope that my dream never  you
  heart is telling you how much I wanted you
 Gloomy Sunday