Gloomy 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
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 Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you
 Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
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 Gloomy Sunday
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 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
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 Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you
 With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you
 Gloomy Sunday