Bloomy Sunday

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 let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessin' 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 tellin' you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday