Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomyMy hours are slumberlessDearest the shadowsI live with are numberlessLittle white flowersWill never awaken youNot where the black coachOf sorrow has taken youAngels have no thoughtsOf ever returning youWould they be angryIf I thought of joining you?Gloomy SundayGloomy is SundayWith shadows I spend it allMy heart and IHave decided to end it allSoon there'll be candlesAnd prayers that are said I knowBut let them not weepLet them know that I'm glad togoDeath is no dreamFor in death I'm caressing youWith the last breath of my soulI'll be blessing youGloomy SundayDreaming, I was only dreamingI wake and I find you asleepIn the deep of my heart hereDarling I hopeThat my dream never hauntedyouMy heart is telling youHow much I wanted youGloomy Sunday