Kasvetli Pazar

Dinleyeceginiz parca 1933 yilinda Rezso Seress tarafindan eski sevgilisi icin bestelenmistir. Bu parcanin asil ozelligi ise Macaristan'da 'Intahar Sarkisi' diye anilmasi.

Pek cok Macar'in bu sarkiyi dinledikten sonra intahar ettigi kayitlara gecirilmis. Dahasi Rezso Seress de 68 yilinda intahar etmis ve son dinledigi sarki olarak 'Kasvetli Pazar' notu dusulmustur.

Sozlerin Ingilizce tercumesi ve o sarki: Kasvetli Pazar

I. Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday with a hundred white flowers
I was waiting for you my dearest with a prayer
A Sunday morning, chasing after my dreams
The carriage of my sorrow returned to me without you
It is since then that my Sundays have been forever sad
Tears my only drink, the sorrow my bread...

Gloomy Sunday

This last Sunday, my darling please come to me
There'll be a priest, a coffin, a catafalque and a winding-sheet
There'll be flowers for you, flowers and a coffin
Under the blossoming trees it will be my last journey
My eyes will be open, so that I could see you for a last time
Don't be afraid of my eyes, I'm blessing you even in my death...

The last Sunday

II. Love has died!*
(*quasi second verse, Rezső Seres has written in the Second World War)

It is autumn and the leaves are falling
All love has died on earth
The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears
My heart will never hope for a new spring again
My tears and my sorrows are all in vain
People are heartless, greedy and wicked...

Love has died!

The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning
Cities are being wiped out, shrapnel is making music
Meadows are coloured red with human blood
There are dead people on the streets everywhere
I will say another quiet prayer:
People are sinners, lord, they make mistakes...

The world has ended!