Gloomy Sunday - Negator

In relation to many suicides it is also called the «hymn of Suicides»

It was forbidden in some countries for several years because of the assumption

that this song influences people’s mind guiding them to take their lives.]

Sunday is gloomy

My hours are slumber less

Dearest the shadows

I live with are numberless

Little white flowers will never awaken you

Not where the dark lord of sorrow has taken you

Angels have no thought of ever returning you

Would they be furious if I thought of joining you

Sunday is gloomy

With shadows I spend it all

My heart and I have decided to end it all

Hear my silent screams

Hear my mourning, see my dreams

Feel the sadness in me — it’s making me mad

Feel the suffering in me — my thoughts are bad

Soon there’ll be prayers

And candles are lit 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

I hope that my dream never hunted you

My soul is telling me how much I longed for you

Darkness surrounds me in cruel silence

And so my end is now to come

Gloomy Sunday