My heart is tellin' you how much I wanted you
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart here
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressin' you
Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessin' you
Gloomy Sunday
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are said I know
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Wouldn't they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
But let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go
