Billie Holiday - 'Gloomy Sunday'
Written by an Hungarian composer after he supposedly read his girlfriend's suicide note.
Which read, simply... "gloomy Sunday".
Said to be the cause of numerous suicides, so much so, that the song was reportedly banned from the radio at the time.
He took his own life in his later years.
Oh, those cheery Hungarians.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48cTUnUtzx4
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are sluraberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are nuraberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy sunday
Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin 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
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday