To Telos kathe Kuriakis (Szomorú Vasárnap/Gloomy Sunday) - Panos Patagiannis

Music : Rezso Seress Lyrics : Panos Patagiannis my greek version of the famous hungarian song.....Szomorú Vasárnap!music is taken from the original sheet.... ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF "To telos kathe Kyriakis" THE END OF EVERY SUNDAY LYRICS : PANOS PATAGIANNIS MUSIC : Rezső Seress I. Naked body dancing in the mud with angels everywhere seeking for its soul..... seeks to find from the ashes that remained life and blow, only loves that left away.... The Fates in front of sad words pull the spinner from erased mistakes.... of a Sunday. II. There, where the hands caress the stones there, where the shadow darkens the days... there you will find me with a letter on my chest with dry lips, thirsty for lyrics.... Strong wind will blow and take away the existence from those of which youth had quickly lost.... End of the Day... III. But before i get lost and fire seduce me think all of these that bring joy.... breaking mirrors is hard....imagine... i am sorry for all the nails in your heart... i tremble to exist within walls that are falling.... before i reach the end, moments remain... moments of Silence....