Gloomy Sunday Songtext / Lyric

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

Sunday is gloomy
With shadows I spent 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 going glad to go
Death is no dream
For in Death I?m caressing you
Every last breath of my soul
I?ll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday