♫ Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live without numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought of ever returning you Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday And shadows suspend it all My heart and I have decided to end it all Soon there'll be candles and prayers that I 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 caressing you With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreamy I was only dreaming Awake and I find you asleep In the deep of my heart Here Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you My heart was telling you how much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday