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 thoughts

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 said I know

But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream

For in death IOm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
IOll 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