Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearsest the shadows I live with are numberless
My frail white flower, will I never awaken you?
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Should they be angry if I thought of joining you?
My love...
I waited 'til dreams like my heart were broken
The flowers all dead and the words unspoken
The grief that I knew was beyond consoling
The beat of my heart was a church bell tolling
My eyes could not see one I wanted to love me
The earth and the flowers are forever beyond me
The bell tolled for me and the wind whispered "Never!"
But it's you I have loved and I bless you forever
Gloomy Sunday Tears
For you
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 sad I know
Let them not weep, let them know that I wish to go
Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With my heart and soul, I'll always be blessing you
My love...