Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumber less
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

Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday
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
But 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

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here

Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday