Gloomy Sunday (feat. Miwi La Lupa)
Laszlo Javor, Rezso Seress, Sam M. Lewis
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 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
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Gloomy Sunday
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
Gloomy Sunday