| Song | Gloomy White Sunday (Version) |
| Artist | Von Thronstahl |
| Album | Sacrificare |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Such night in black satin | |
| And hard days in tight suits | |
| Handling a golden whiskey | |
| Feeling the end of our roots | |
| A smell of lost perfumes | |
| Like Paris, like Rome | |
| At Lago di Garda | |
| Feeling at home | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
| Überirdisch | |
| Europäisch | |
| Transzendent | |
| Okzidental | |
| Gloomy white sundays | |
| Of burning white gold | |
| Alchemic processes | |
| From the myths we've been told | |
| A poem of Lord Byron | |
| And some tunes from The Clash | |
| And such a calm before the next | |
| Wall Street crash | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
| Out of the darkness | |
| The blue of the night | |
| From out of the blue | |
| Deep into the light | |
| Golden reflections | |
| Our force in belief | |
| And such a beautiful longing | |
| For the places we leave | |
| Unser Weg nach Europa | |
| Mühsam und weit | |
| Führt nicht über Brüssel | |
| Wir haben Zeit | |
| Die Sonne im Herzen | |
| Ziehen wir uns're Bahn | |
| Die Verlierer von morgen | |
| Schlagen heute Alarm |
| Such night in black satin | |
| And hard days in tight suits | |
| Handling a golden whiskey | |
| Feeling the end of our roots | |
| A smell of lost perfumes | |
| Like Paris, like Rome | |
| At Lago di Garda | |
| Feeling at home | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Ü berirdisch | |
| Europ isch | |
| Transzendent | |
| Okzidental | |
| Gloomy white sundays | |
| Of burning white gold | |
| Alchemic processes | |
| From the myths we' ve been told | |
| A poem of Lord Byron | |
| And some tunes from The Clash | |
| And such a calm before the next | |
| Wall Street crash | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Out of the darkness | |
| The blue of the night | |
| From out of the blue | |
| Deep into the light | |
| Golden reflections | |
| Our force in belief | |
| And such a beautiful longing | |
| For the places we leave | |
| Unser Weg nach Europa | |
| Mü hsam und weit | |
| Fü hrt nicht ü ber Brü ssel | |
| Wir haben Zeit | |
| Die Sonne im Herzen | |
| Ziehen wir uns' re Bahn | |
| Die Verlierer von morgen | |
| Schlagen heute Alarm |
| Such night in black satin | |
| And hard days in tight suits | |
| Handling a golden whiskey | |
| Feeling the end of our roots | |
| A smell of lost perfumes | |
| Like Paris, like Rome | |
| At Lago di Garda | |
| Feeling at home | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Ü berirdisch | |
| Europ isch | |
| Transzendent | |
| Okzidental | |
| Gloomy white sundays | |
| Of burning white gold | |
| Alchemic processes | |
| From the myths we' ve been told | |
| A poem of Lord Byron | |
| And some tunes from The Clash | |
| And such a calm before the next | |
| Wall Street crash | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| I welcome each glorious ray | |
| Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
| Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
| Out of the darkness | |
| The blue of the night | |
| From out of the blue | |
| Deep into the light | |
| Golden reflections | |
| Our force in belief | |
| And such a beautiful longing | |
| For the places we leave | |
| Unser Weg nach Europa | |
| Mü hsam und weit | |
| Fü hrt nicht ü ber Brü ssel | |
| Wir haben Zeit | |
| Die Sonne im Herzen | |
| Ziehen wir uns' re Bahn | |
| Die Verlierer von morgen | |
| Schlagen heute Alarm |