歌词
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
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Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
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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
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Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessin' you
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Gloomy Sunday