Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy, my hours
are slumberers
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
Angel 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 decide to end it all
Soon there’ll be candles
And prayer 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 soul 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