Szomoru vasarnap (Valtozatok) - Gloomy Sunday

Szomorú vasárnap

Szomorú vasárnap
száz fehér virággal
vártalak kedvesem
templomi imával.
Álmokat kergető
vasárnap délelőtt,
bánatom hintaja
nélküled visszajött.
Azóta szomorú
mindig a vasárnap,
könny csak az italom,
kenyerem a bánat.
Szomorú vasárnap.

Utolsó vasárnap
kedvesem gyere el,
pap is lesz, koporsó,
ravatal, gyászlepel.
Akkor is virág vár,
virág és - koporsó.
Virágos fák alatt
utam az utolsó.
Nyitva lesz szemem, hogy
még egyszer lássalak.
Ne féj a szememtől,
holtan is áldalak...
Utolsó vasárnap.

(Seress Rezső nótája, Jávor László szavai)





Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy sunday,
with hundred white flowers
in the chapel, beloved one,
I waited in prayer.
That sunday morning,
my dreams were chasing.
Yet the chariot of my sorrow
came back without you.
Forever since then are
so sad all my sundays -
tears are my drink, and
the bread I eat sorrow.
Gloomy Sunday.

On my last Sunday, belovéd,
oh come to me!
There'll be a priest too,
a coffin, a catafalque, a shroud.
Also then, flowers will await you,
flowers - and a coffin.
Beneath flowering trees, I will
take my last ride.
And my eyes open wide
for a last glance upon you.
Don't be scared of my eyes,
still in death I will bless you...
Last Sunday.

(Transl. by A.W. Tüting)





Gloomy Sunday

Sadly one Sunday
I waited and waited
With flowers in my arms
All the dream has created
I waited 'til dreams,
Like my heart, were all broken
The flowers were all dead
And the words were unspoken
The grief that I know
Was beyond all consoling
The beat of my heart
Was a bell that was tolling
Saddest of Sundays

Then came a Sunday
When you came to find me
They bore me to church
And I left you behind me
My eyes could not see
What I wanted to love me
The earth and the flowers
Are forever above me
The bell tolled for me
And the wind whispered "Never!"
But you I have loved
And I'll bless you forever
Last of all Sundays

(Diamanda Galas' Version)


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