| Lyrics: | Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest, the shadows I live with are
numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not when the black coach of sorrow has
taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of
joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart
and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad, I
know
Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream, for in death I
am caressing you
With the last breath of my heart I'll be blessing you
Gloomy
Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of
my heart, deep
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how
much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday |
