Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where 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 candles
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'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
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, here
Darling, I hope that my
Dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you...
Gloomy Sunday...
compositores: Laszlo Javor, Rezso Seress, Sam M. Lewis
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