Black Sunday "gloomy Sunday" (English: gloomy Sunday, Hungarian: Szomorú Vasárnap), also translated as "black Sunday", is a Hungarian self-taught composer Rage Seres (Rezs? Seress, 1899- 1968) is a song written by 1933. It is said that "Melancholy Sunday" was written in a state of extreme sadness after Rahl Cerise broke up with his girlfriend. After listening to this song, hundreds of people ended their lives because of its suffocating despair. This song was dubbed "the song of Hungary's suicide" and even banned by internationally renowned radio stations such as BBC. However, there are no substantive legal documents, periodicals and publications to confirm the number of suicides.
The background of the emergence and spread of historical rumors
1933 (I said 1932), Rez Ceres, Hungary; Seress( 1899— 1968) was lovelorn for two weeks.
A rainy Sunday
Write this song in Paris. He is a short, wretched and humorous Jew. It is said that he is in Budapest.
A restaurant called AK × CFA (meaning small pipe) works as a pianist, but it can only be played with the right hand, not the left.
Convenient. He is famous for Black Sunday. He tried to save his relationship with his girlfriend Loina, but her girlfriend committed suicide.
There is only a piece of paper that says "szo moru vasárnap" (Black Sunday). Of course, after he became famous, many of them were famous at that time.
The musician went to see him. Later, a beautiful woman, Helen, divorced her rich officer husband and married him. 1968 He is in Bu.
Dappes committed suicide by jumping off a building. Now, it is one of the three forbidden songs.
Note: 1. What you are hearing now is not the original sound. The original seems to be a symphony, and most of the stories about this song are fabricated.
Everyone can laugh it off.
2. Many people on the Internet say that in a conservatory of music in Ohio, the facts are open to question. It is said that the grave of the author of this song
There is a manuscript in the grave that he asked to put in before his death.
Someone has analyzed this song. It is said that the scale of this song is beyond people's tolerance (dissonant scale), so
A lot of people can't stand it (in fact, it's mainly a mental disorder).
It is said that some people in China have a short piece of this song at present, but it has never been played.
Suicide case
In the same year, Melancholy Sunday spread from Hungary and became popular in Europe and America. It is said that this piece has been made several times since then.
Hundreds of people committed suicide.
In Berlin, a salesman hanged himself after copying the soundtrack of Melancholy Sunday. In Rome, a cyclist
The newsboy heard one in the street.
A beggar hummed the tune of "Blue Sunday", but he stopped the car at once and gave all the money to the beggar.
Then go to a nearby river and jump into the river. In Belgium, a Hungarian youth listened to a band in a bar.
When the orchestra of "Melancholy Sunday" finished singing, he suddenly cried hysterically and pulled out his hand.
Shot himself. On the Danube, many people drowned themselves with the music or lyrics of Melancholy Sunday, among them, some were elderly.
The youngest is 14 years old. Out of curiosity, a female typist in new york borrowed a record of Melancholy Sunday to listen to at home.
The next day, she was found dead of gas poisoning in her residence. She wrote in her suicide note: "I can't stand the melody of this song. I am now. "
Had to die. Blue Sunday is my corolla. "After music became famous, Cyrus's girlfriend also.
commit suicide by taking poison ...
This is a legendary song, which will kill you. After listening 100 people committed suicide. Music "gloomy" (gloomy
Sunday) was called "the devil's love letter" at that time, and at least 100 people committed suicide because of listening to it, so it was banned 13.
A few years. Even psychoanalysts and psychologists can't give a satisfactory explanation about the composer's own motivation to create music.
It is said that the last full version is now kept in the safe of a music university in Ohio, USA. Let's have a look.
Facing these two stories.
The first recorded suicide was a British officer. He rested quietly at home, by chance.
I started listening to CDs sent by the postman. The first piece is Black Sunday by Lu Lan Charles. When he finished listening to this song,
After the music, his soul was extremely stimulated and his mood could no longer be calm. Soon, he took out his family's
The gun in his hand ended his life, and at the same time, the gunshot sounded, which was also the song "Black Sunday" he left behind.
The only clue to death. After thorough investigation and speculation, the police came to a conclusion: he did commit suicide, but this song "
Black Sunday is indirect murder! And warned people not to listen to this music-because when the police are listening to this music.
Hou also almost someone killed himself! Then it caused a sensation throughout Europe, and people felt incredible, afraid and curious.
People who think their psychological quality can be used are curious to collect, experience and explore. A middle-aged man in America, listen.
After listening to the song Black Sunday several times, he shot himself and wrote in his last words: "Please bury this song as my funeral."
The funeral music of the ceremony. "Then the news of suicide followed. From Europe to America to Asia, the whole world panicked.
At that time, a very famous person in Europe was attending a concert, and he insisted on a musical gift.
Playing Black Sunday on the piano at home, the pianist began to resolutely refuse, but was forced by the pressure and demands of the curious audience.
, but have to play. After the performance, the pianist vowed never to touch the piano again! And the name of the request.
Since then, people have been anonymous and disappeared. One day, in a bar in Belgium, people were drinking.
While listening to music. When the band just finished playing Black Sunday by French composer Rez Ceres.
When I was playing the string, I heard a hysterical shout: "I really can't stand it!" " "I saw a Hungarian youth upturned his neck.
Drink up the wine in the cup, pull out a pistol and pull the trigger at his temple, and fall in a pool of blood with a bang. A policewoman is right.
The case was investigated, but it took great effort to find out the reason why the young man committed suicide. In the end, she was lucky.
Richard bought a record of "Black Sunday" played by the band that day, and thought that maybe he could find some solutions from here.
Clues. She committed suicide after playing a record once. People found her on her desk and left her at the police station.
Long's last words were: "Mr. Minister, I don't need to continue to investigate the case I accepted. The murderer is the music "Black Sunday".
When I was listening to this piece of music, I couldn't stand the stimulation of its sad melody and had to decline the world. "As it happens. United States of America
When chatting with people, a cheerful and lively female typist in new york was curious to hear how sad Black Sunday was.
Borrowed a record of this music to listen to at home. She didn't go to work the next day, and people found her committing suicide in her room.
There are black Sunday records on the table. She said in her suicide note: "I can't stand its melody. This song is it."
This is my funeral song. "In Washington, a newly famous pianist was invited to attend a salon party and gave a speech to the guests.
Play. During dinner, a guest suddenly received a long-distance call from her mother, who died in a car accident. Because it happened to be Sunday, she invited a piano.
The family played Black Sunday for their mother to show their condolences. The pianist played this piece reluctantly. Just after playing, he
Because of excessive grief, he had a heart attack, threw himself on the piano and never got up again. In Milan, Italy, a piece of music
After listening to these anecdotes, economists are puzzled. He didn't believe that Black Sunday would have such serious consequences, so he
I tried to play on the piano in the living room, but I died next to the piano and wrote it on the score of Black Sunday.
Such last words: "The melody of this music is too cruel. This kind of music is beyond human capacity. Destroy it, or there will be more. "
Many people died of excitement. "
With more and more people committing suicide, radio stations in the United States, Britain, France, Spain and many other countries held a special meeting.
Call on European and American countries to boycott Black Sunday.
After so many bizarre incidents of self-mutilation, The New York Times published a piece of news with the title "More than 100 Hungarians".
People committed suicide under the influence of "Blue Sunday". As soon as this news came out, it immediately triggered a heated discussion. No, in Europe and America.
Few psychiatrists, psychologists and even psychiatrists discuss the influence of this song, but they can't fully understand it.
Interpretation can't stop the murder from happening.
Even more legendary: 1968, Cyrus, the author of this song, finally ended his life by jumping off a building. It is said that,
At that time, he was very old, because he lamented that he could never create such an excellent work as Blue Sunday.
Hope. Maybe it's because of my girlfriend's death, and many people died on Black Sunday, so I feel guilty and depressed.
There is a certain disorder, thus embarking on the road of suicide.
Be banned from broadcasting
The BBC is the first one because the negative influence of Melancholy Sunday has produced extremely negative psychological hints to the audience.
It will be banned. Subsequently, radio stations in the United States, France and Spain followed the example of BBC. Radio stations in many countries have also held special events.
At another meeting, the resolution was to boycott "blue Sunday" in Europe and America. It is said that the rate of self-harm has indeed dropped a lot.
After the storm began to subside for some time, the BBC lifted the ban on "Melancholy Sunday", but only played its instruments.
Version. This version was quickly recorded as a record. 194 1 August music by black female singer Billie? Holiday (Billie
Holiday) re-interpretation, "Melancholy Sunday" was re-popular, until today.
(1) the original "gloomy Sunday" (Hungarian version)
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Simon Maui Tabaste
Bruno Sirok Seth Bruno Senwedek
Angback, Shifteren Roszakesh Kapchik Az ...
I'm leaving!
Wei Agger Villaniak, Wei Agger Remenenek
Varosok Posturnak
Angback Vere? I'm Talka Wright.
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még egyszer elmondom csendben az imámat:
Ulam, Az Ehnberg, Galokash Shibaznak ...
Viag Villanak!
Chinese translation:
When autumn comes, leaves fall.
All the love in the world is dead
The wind is shedding sad tears.
My heart no longer looks forward to the new spring.
My tears and sadness are meaningless.
People are careless, greedy and evil.
Love is dead!
It's the end of the world, and hope is meaningless.
The city was leveled with shell fragments to make music.
The grass was red with human blood.
The streets are full of dead people.
I will pray again.
People are sinners. God, people make mistakes.
The world is over!
English translation:
Autumn is coming and the leaves are falling.
All the love on the earth has died.
The wind is shedding sad tears.
My heart will no longer look forward to the new spring.
My tears and sadness are in vain.
People are ruthless, greedy and evil. ...
Love is dead!
The world has come to an end, and hope no longer means anything.
Cities are destroyed and shrapnel makes music.
The grass was dyed red by human blood.
The streets are full of dead people.
I'll say another quiet prayer:
Lord, people are sinners. They make mistakes. ...
It's the end of the world!
(2) Gloomy Sunday (English Lyrics Edition)
Sunday is gloomy and my time is sleepless.
Dearest, I live in countless shadows.
Little white flowers will never wake you up.
Not where the black sad carriage takes you.
Angels never want to give it back to you.
Will they be angry if I want to join you?
A gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy, and I spend it in the shadow.
My heart and I have decided to end this.
Soon there will be sad flowers and prayers, I know.
Tell them not to 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
Honey, I woke up to find you sleeping in my heart.
Dear, I hope my dream won't bother you.
My heart tells you how much I want you.
A gloomy Sunday
Chinese translation:
It's hard to sleep on a black Sunday.
I live in countless shadows.
Glittering can't wake you up.
A black hearse can't take you away.
Angels don't want to send you back.
Will they be angry if I want to go with you?
Black Sunday
Black Sunday spent in the shadows.
My heart and I decided to end it all.
Flowers and prayers bring sorrow, I know.
Don't cry.
Let them know that I left with a smile.
Death is not an empty dream.
I take this opportunity to caress you.
The soul blesses you with its last breath.
Black Sunday
Dreaming, I'm just dreaming.
I will wake up and find you sleeping in my heart, dear!
Dear, I hope my dream won't bother you.
My heart tells you how much I want you.
Melancholy Sunday
(3) Traurig Sonntag (German lyrics version)
Traoreg Sonntag, your bed is not mine.
Schwartzen told me this is a story of mine.
Shirley. I'm Ogen, and I think I can win.
I can't stand it, you can't stand it.
I saw him in Zigretrauch.
Los Angeles? I'm not here. He said I came, too.
Traurig Sonntag
I also sang the same song.
Today, I slept all night.
Bald Brennan Kolzen and Rauch Machete were fired.
I don't know, my friend. I'm glad.
Let me immerse myself in it forever
In Germany, I am very happy.
Traurig Sonntag
Chinese translation:
On a blue Sunday, your night is no longer far away.
Share my loneliness with the shadow
Close your eyes and you will see loneliness.
I can't sleep, but I sleep alone.
The smoke curled up and there was a faint figure flashing.
Don't leave me here, tell the angel that I will go with him.
Melancholy Sunday
I spent countless lonely sundays.
Today I will go to a long night.
The candle was lit immediately, and the candle smoked my eyes.
Don't cry, my friend, because I am finally free.
My last breath will always accompany me back to my home.
I'll be safe in the dark.
Melancholy Sunday
A gloomy Sunday
French edition
On a gloomy Sunday ... these bras are all made of flowers
I'm in our C room. Urras
I don't know where you are.
And love and love carols.
I am a serious person, I am a serious person.
Pay tribute to Santa Claus ...
A gloomy Sunday ...
I remembered a Sunday when I was eating dinner outside.
You came back, but I came back.
Des cierges br？ Lelong has an enthusiastic supporter.
For you, I will succeed without effort.
No, honey, they can't talk.
I love you, and I love your life.
A gloomy Sunday.
Chinese translation:
Holding flowers on a blue Sunday
I walked into our room, exhausted.
Just because I know you'll never come back
I sing sad love songs.
I am alone, crying in a low voice.
Listen to the moans and growls of rime.
Melancholy Sunday
One Sunday, I will die because I can't stand it.
When you came back, I had already left.
Sacrificial candles burn with ardent hope.
For you, I opened my eyes easily again.
Don't be afraid, my love, even if my eyes can't stare at you.
They will also tell you that I will love you more than my life.
Melancholy Sunday
(b) The lyrics of Gloomy Sunday (Cantonese version) are Lin.
Tomorrow is endless.
Sleeping is also a blessing.
Candlelight, poetry, feelings, I have already prepared.
Flowers were scattered like ashes in the clock.
These feet are too heavy.
Finally don't have to land.
Don't be curious, partner.
It will make you more sad.
I suddenly became happy.
I can't sleep this long.
A gloomy Sunday
The future has no end.
What is the surprise of existence?
Where are you?
How jealous I was when I was alive.
Dandelion will die until it reaches its destination.
It's rising, dear.
It will fall to the ground one day.
No hate, no love.
Father, don't be discouraged.
Who cares about parting will end up together.
A gloomy Sunday
Let me sleep until my eyes turn red
Wake up from a nightmare
My heart is still warm with gray tears, which makes me relax.
won't forget
I once kissed you in your ward.
You can also ask me with a smile
Why are you sad?
A gloomy Sunday
A gloomy Sunday