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Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
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¿ì¿ïÇÑ ÀÏ¿äÀÏ, ³ªÀÇ ½Ã°£µéÁ¶Â÷ ¹æȲÇÑ´Ù.
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Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
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³ªÀÇ °¡Àå ¼ÒÁßÇÑ ±×¸²ÀÚµé.
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Little white flowers will never awaken you
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ÀÛÀº ÇÏ¾á ²ÉµéÁ¶Â÷µµ ³Ê¸¦ ±ú¿ìÁö´Â ¸øÇϸ®¶ó.
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Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
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½½ÇÄÀÇ °ËÀº Á¶°¢¸ðÀ½µéµµ °áÄÚ ³Ê¸¦ ¾Ñ¾Æ°¡Áö ¸øÇϸ®¶ó.
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Angels have no thought of ever returning you
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õ»çµéÁ¶Â÷µµ ³Ê¸¦ µÇµ¹·Á ³õÁö´Â ¸øÇϸ®¶ó.
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Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
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³»°¡ ³Ê¿Í ÇÔ²² ÇÑ´Ù¸é ±×µéÁ¶Â÷µµ ȸ¦ ³»Áö ¾Ê¾ÒÀ»±î?
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Gloomy Sunday
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¿ì¿ïÇÑ ÀÏ¿äÀÏ
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Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
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ÇÏ·çÁ¾ÀÏ ±×¸²ÀÚµé°ú ÇÔ²² Çß´ø ¿ì¿ïÇÑ ÀÏ¿äÀÏ
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My heart and I have decided to end it all
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³» ¸¶À½Àº ÀÌ¹Ì ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» ³¡³»±â·Î °á½ÉÇß´Ù.
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Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad
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°ð ¾çÃʵé°ú ½½ÇÄ¿¡ Á¥Àº ±âµµÇÏ´Â À̵éÀÌ ÀÖÀ¸¸®¶ó.
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I know, let them not weep, let them know I'm glad to go
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¾Æ¹«µµ ½½ÆÛÇÏÁö ¾Ê±â¸¦, ³ª´Â ±â»Ú°Ô ¶°³ª °¥Å×´Ï...
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Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you
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Á×À½Àº ²ÞÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï´Ù. Á×À½ ¾È¿¡¼ ³»°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ¹ö¸®Áö ¾Ê´Â´Ù.
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With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
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³» ¿µÈ¥ÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· ¼û¼Ò¸®¿Í ÇÔ²² ³ÊÀÇ ÃູÀ» ºô¾îº»´Ù.
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Gloomy Sunday
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¿ì¿ïÇÑ ÀÏ¿äÀÏ
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Dreaming, I was only dreaming
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²ÞÀ» ²Ù°í ÀÖ¾ú´Ù. ³ª´Â ´ÜÁö ²ÞÀ» ²Ù°í ÀÖ¾ú´Ù.
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I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, dear
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³ª´Â ±ú¾î³ª ³» ¸¶À½ ±í¼÷ÇÑ °÷¿¡¼ °íÀÌ ÀáµéÀº »ç¶û½º·± ³Ê¸¦ ¹ß°ßÇÑ´Ù.
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Dreaming, it was lonely dreaming
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²ÞÀ» ²Ù°í ÀÖ¾ú´Ù. ±×°ÍÀº ³Ê¹«³ªµµ ¿Ü·Î¿î ²ÞÀ̾ú´Ù.
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I felt my heart melt when I dreamt that we two were apart
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³ª´Â ¿ì¸®°¡ ¼·Î ¶³¾îÁ³À» ¶§ ½ÉÀåÀÌ ³ì¾Æ È帧À» ´À²¼´Ù.
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Far apart, far apart, far apart
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»ç¶óÁö°í, »ç¶óÁö°í, »ç¶óÁö°í...
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Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
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³ªÀÇ ²ÞÀÌ °áÄÚ ³Ê¸¶Àú À¯È¤ÇÏÁö ¾Ê±â¸¦ Èñ¸ÁÇÑ´Ù.
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My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
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³ªÀÇ °¡½¿Àº ³»°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ¾ó¸¶¸¸ÅÀ̳ª ¿øÇÏ°í ÀÖ´ÂÁö ¸»ÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Ù.
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Gloomy Sunday.
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¿ì¿ïÇÑ ÀÏ¿äÀÏ.
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