Are there any poems praising death? Preferably from abroad.

I listen to the song of death-gloomy Sunday. After listening to several versions, bjork's version is my favorite. Her voice is very penetrating, as shocking as being pierced by a thorny rose. Heart, there is a sense of fragmentation. Now I may understand why so many people committed suicide after listening to this song. It is the killer of the soul. What a great composer and Hungarian pianist Rezso Seress, what emotion can create such a sad movement!

Song related introduction:

Hungarian pianist Rezso Seress wrote a sad song at 1933 after his love affair with his girlfriend broke down.

It is called "Szomoru vasarnap", and the English translation of this song is "gloomy Sunday".

According to records, the first person who committed suicide was a British officer. He rested quietly at home and inadvertently began to listen to a CD sent by the postman. The first piece is "Blue Sunday" by Rez Cerise. After listening to this piece of music, his soul was greatly stimulated and his mood could no longer be calm. Soon, he took out the pistol at home and ended his life. At the same time as the gunshots sounded, the song "Melancholy Sunday" was still playing, which was the only death clue he left. After investigation and speculation, the police concluded that he did commit suicide, but this song "Melancholy Sunday" was an indirect killer! And warned people not to listen to this kind of music-because the police almost committed suicide while listening to this kind of music! Then the shortage of manpower caused a sensation throughout Europe, and people felt incredible, frightened and curious. Many people who think they have good psychological quality collect them curiously and experience them for their own exploration.

One of the American men, after listening to several songs of "Melancholy Sunday", shot himself. In his last words, he wrote: "Please take this song as my funeral music". Then similar suicide news followed, and the whole world panicked from Europe to America to Asia.

At that time, a very famous person in Europe was attending a concert. He insisted that a musician present play the song "Melancholy Sunday" on the piano. At first, the pianist resolutely refused, but he had to play because of the pressure and demands of the curious audience. After the performance, the pianist vowed never to touch the piano again! And the celebrity who made the request disappeared anonymously.

From then on, all the people in the world began to destroy all the information about this music.

The author also felt guilty when he died. He said that he didn't expect this piece of music to cause such a great disaster to mankind, which was not his original intention.

About this story, it has been made into a movie "Love in Budapest".

Gloomy Sunday lyrics

From the gloomy Sunday soundtrack

Sunday is gloomy.

My time is sleepless.

Dearest shadow

I live with countless people.

Xiaobaihua

Will never wake you up.

Not a black coach.

Sorrow took you away.

Angels have no thoughts.

Never give it back to you.

Will they be angry?

If I want to join you?

A gloomy Sunday

The gloomy day is Sunday.

I killed everything with shadows.

Me and my heart

Decided to end this.

There will be candles soon.

The prayer I know.

But let them not cry.

Let them know that I'm happy to go.

Death is not a dream.

Because in death I caressed you.

With the last breath of my soul

I will bless you.

A gloomy Sunday

Dreaming, I'm just dreaming

I woke up and found you asleep.

Deep in my heart

Honey, I hope

My dreams have never bothered you.

My heart tells you

How much I want you.

A gloomy Sunday