"Gloomy Sunday" performed by Portishead



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 thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know
Let them not weep, let them know,that I'm glad to go

Death is a 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 awake and I find you asleep and deep in my heart
Dear...
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy Sunday

Well,I'm listening to this song. i'm listening and feeling the words spoken by her voice. Sung by her heart! There are countless versions, being my favourite the one belonging to the amazing singer Giamanda Galás. 

I am in the mood for this softer version. I am in the mood for such sweet sadness, for the deep melancholy, in a "suave" way!! I am in the mood for the fatasies with Autumnal gardens, with green old statues. Falling leaves and the finest rain drops, that almost seem just fog.

I am letting go of all this shit!

I am letting go of myself!

I am flying in the deepest darkness!

I am falling into the deepest hell.

Living hell!

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