Luyện nghe bài hát Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is
My are slumberless
Dearest, the
I live are numberless
Little white
Will never you

Not the black coach
Of has taken you
Angels no thought
Of returning you

Would be angry
If I thought of you?
Gloomy Sunday, Sunday

Gloomy
With I spend it all
My and I
decided to end it all

Soon there'll be
And that are sad
I know, let them not
Let them that I'm glad to go

Death is no
And in death I'm you
With the last of my
Soul, I'll be you
Sunday, gloomy Sunday

Dreaming, I was dreaming
I and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart,

Darling, I hope my dream
haunted you
My is telling you
How I wanted you

Sunday
Gloomy
Gloomy