Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gloomy Sunday , by - Serge Gainsbourg. Song from the album L'Essentiel Des Albums Studio, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 31.12.2010
Record label: Mercury
Song language: French
Gloomy Sunday(original) |
| Sombre dimanche |
| Les bras tout chargés de fleurs |
| Je suis entré dans notre chambre |
| Le cœur las |
| Car je savais déjà que tu |
| Ne reviendrais pas |
| Et j’ai balancé des mots d’amour |
| Et de douleur |
| Je suis resté tout seul comme un con pauvre conne |
| Et j’ai pleuré tout bas |
| En écoutant |
| Gueuler la plainte |
| Des frimas |
| Je crèverai un sunday |
| Où j’aurais trop souffert |
| Alors tu reviendras |
| Mais je serai parti |
| Des vierges brûleront |
| Comme un ardent espoir |
| Et pour toi sans effort |
| Mes yeux seront ouverts |
| N’aie pas peur mon amour |
| S’ils ne peuvent te voir |
| Ils te diront que je t’aimais |
| Plus que ma vie |
| Je crèverai un sunday |
| Où j’aurais trop souffert |
| Alors tu reviendras |
| Mais je serai parti |
| Des vierges brûleront |
| Comme un ardent espoir |
| Et pour toi sans effort, mes yeux |
| Seront ouverts |
| N’aie pas peur mon amour |
| S’ils ne peuvent te voir |
| Ils te diront que je t’aimais |
| Plus que ma vie |
| (translation) |
| dark sunday |
| Arms laden with flowers |
| I walked into our room |
| The weary heart |
| 'Cause I already knew you |
| Wouldn't come back |
| And I threw words of love |
| And pain |
| I was left all alone like a poor bitch |
| And I cried softly |
| Listening |
| Yell the complaint |
| frost |
| I will die on a sunday |
| Where I would have suffered too much |
| So you will come back |
| But I will be gone |
| Virgins will burn |
| Like a burning hope |
| And for you effortlessly |
| My eyes will be open |
| Don't be afraid my love |
| If they can't see you |
| They'll tell you that I loved you |
| More than my life |
| I will die on a sunday |
| Where I would have suffered too much |
| So you will come back |
| But I will be gone |
| Virgins will burn |
| Like a burning hope |
| And effortlessly for you, my eyes |
| Will be open |
| Don't be afraid my love |
| If they can't see you |
| They'll tell you that I loved you |
| More than my life |