Glommy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
the hours are slumberless
dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless

Little white flowers
will never awaken you,
not where the dark 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 Sunday
with shadows I spend it
all my heart and I
have decided to end it all

Soon there'll be prayers
and candles are lit, I know
let them not weep
let them know,
that I'm glad to go

Death is a 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
on deep in my heart, dear

Darling, I hope
that my dream hasn't haunted
you
my heart is telling you
how much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday

It's absolutely gloomy Sunday

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