Luyện nghe bài hát Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is
My hours are
Dearest, the
I live are numberless
Little flowers
Will never you

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

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

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

Soon be kindness
And that are sad
I know, let not weep
Let know that I'm glad to go

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

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

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

Gloomy
Gloomy
Gloomy