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Significado. Domingo sombrío. Gloomy Sunday. El domingo es sombrío, mis horas están dormidos. Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless. Queridas sombras con las que vivo son innumerables. Dearest the shadows, I live with are numberless. Las pequeñas flores blancas nunca te despertarán. Little white flowers will never awaken you.
- Any Old Time
Any old time you want me I am yours for the asking darling...
- Any Old Time
Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (Letra y canción para escuchar) - Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless / Dearest the shadows, I live with are numberless / Little white flowers will never awaken you / Not where the black
Gloomy Sunday. Lúgubre domingo, horas de insonmio. Mis queridísimas sombras, Vivo con ellas, incontables, Pequeñas flores blancas, nunca te despertarán. No donde los vagones negros y la pena, te haya atrapado. Los ángeles, no pretenden salvarte. No se enfadarían, si pienso en unirme a ti. Lúgubre domingo, el domingo es lúgubre.
LETRA. Gloomy Sunday Traducida. Sunday is gloomy. My hours are slumberless. Dearest the shadows. I live with are numberless. Little white flowers. Will never awaken you. Not where the black coach. Of sorrow has taken you. Angels have no thoughts. Of ever returning you. Would they be angry. If I thought of joining you. Gloomy Sunday.
Letra original. Traducción en Español. verse. Sunday is gloomy. El domingo es triste. My hours are slumberless. Mis horas sin sueño. Dearest the shadows. Queridas son las sombras. I live with are numberless. Incontables con las que vivo. verse. Little white flowers. Las florecillas blancas. Will never awaken you. Nunca te despertaran.
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. Gloomy Sunday. Dreaming, I was only dreaming. I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, here. Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you.
Death is no dream, for in death I’m caressing you. With the last breath of my soul, I’ll be blessing you. Gloomy Sunday. Dreaming. I was only dreaming. I wake and I find you asleep. In the deep of my heart, dear. Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you. My heart is telling you how much I wanted you.
