Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberlessLittle white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken youAngels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?Gloomy SundayGloomy is Sunday
And shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it allSoon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to goDeath is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing youGloomy SundayDreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart hereDarling, I hope that my dream
Never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted youGloomy Sunday
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy SundaySunday
Sunday
Sunday
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