Sunday Is Gloomy, The Hours Are Slumberless

Dearest, The Shadows I Live With Are Numberless

Little White Flowers Will Never Awaken You

Not Where That Dark 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 Is Sunday, With Shadows I Spend It All

My Heart And I Have Decided To End It All

Soon There'll Be Prayers And Candles Are Lit, I Know

Let Them Not Weep, Let Them Know That I'm Glad To Go

Death Is A Dream, For In Death I'm Carresing You

With The Last Breath Of My Soul, I'll Be Blessing You

Gloomy Sunday...



Dreaming- I Was Only Dreaming

I Awake And I Find You Asleep In The Deep Of My Heart, Here-



Darling, I Hope That My Dream Hasn't Haunted You

My Heart Is Telling You How Much I Wanted You

Gloomy Sunday...

It's Absolutely Gloomy Sunday...

Sunday...