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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
Sunday is gloomy, on shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know
Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go
Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Death is no dream, for in death I am caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Thank you
Thank you
Gloomy Sunday [Live - Love for Sale] was written by Rezső Seress & Sam Lewis (Lyricist).