Gitane Demone 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 dark coach of sorrow has taken you

Sunday is gloomy on shadows, I spend it all

My heart and I have decided to end it all

Soon therell be candles and prayers that are sad I know

Let them not weep, let them know that Im glad to go

Angels have no thought of ever returning you

Would they be angry if I thought of joining you



Gloomy Sunday



Death is no dream for in death Im carressing you

With the last breath of my soul Ill be blessing you



Gloomy Sunday
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