Sunday is gloomy
My hours are splenderless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never waken you
Not where the black 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
Sunday is Gloomy
In sadness, 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
Well let them weep
Let them know I am glad to go
Death is no dream
But in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Ooh, dreaming
It was lonely dreaming
I felt my heart melt
When I dreamt we were too far apart
Darling, I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart was telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
Ooh