Luyện nghe bài hát Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is
My are slumberless
the shadows
I with are numberless

Little flowers
Will never you
Not the black coach
Of sorrow has you

Angels no thoughts
Of returning you
they be angry
If I thought of you?

Gloomy

is Sunday
And shadows I it all
My and I
Have to end it all

there'll be candles
And that are said I know
But let them not
Let them know I'm glad to go

is no dream
For in I'm caressing you
With the last of my soul
I'll be you

Gloomy

Dreaming, I was only
I and I find you asleep
In the deep of my here

Darling, I hope my dream
Never you
My is telling you
How much I you

Sunday
Gloomy
Sunday

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