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