Gloomy Sunday - Ein Lied von Liebe und Tod
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:45:05
Was everything satisfactory,
Mr. Mendel?

:45:09
I must tell you how happy I am
that my sister insisted we come here

:45:14
Your braised pike was sheer poetry
Maybe even better than Gundel's

:45:24
My brother is right about the pike
Don't be angry, Mr. Szabo,

:45:28
but the best thing this eveing
was "Gloomy Sunday"

:45:32
It has the perfect balance
of bitter and sweet

:45:36
- Does the song have Iyrics?
- Not yet

:45:38
It doesn't need words,
it already speaks to me

:45:43
Would he play it again?
:45:45
Who could refuse a request
from such perfect lips?


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