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GLOOMY SUNDAY - The Lyrics
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4 L2 U) ]$ L( J$ J5 @( D' |3 PMusic by Rezso Seress
5 u" s% |6 }+ K7 J' N& mOriginal Text by Laszlo Javor a/ @* x0 A+ n. v h! L
English Text by Sam M. Lewis % b+ C" i" V9 _6 c1 y
3 g* A1 _: k, B( w* s! _9 qSunday is Gloomy, - V) G3 Q5 ]7 v& Z
My hours are slumberless, 9 A3 g C2 ]% X) S( a
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless * w2 l5 c" f* ]# \$ Q
Little white flowers will never awaken you
8 C f4 V7 @5 w1 rNot where the black coach of sorrow has taken you 4 K& r' W5 I$ j9 \* R
Angels have no thought of ever returning you . U3 l- X, L/ o. B7 {7 f5 }
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
3 x. F) y/ _; B/ J2 aGloomy Sunday
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Sunday is gloomy . _& H# r# b* ?, X
with shadows I spend it all
! Q& G- m( T$ H/ z8 DMy heart and I have decided to end it all
6 {* k3 N. ~) p$ LSoon there¡¦ll be flowers and prayers that are sad, 8 S/ K! K8 }3 |! y4 _
I know, let them not weep, ) `0 T7 A) {8 ]) G, W
Let them know that I¡¦m glad to go
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& u: S/ j5 i( l5 }Death is no dream, 9 p* r! ~. g) K
For in death I¡¦m caressing you
) w. t8 Z; q- R% F' C5 n* f1 QWith the last breath of my soul I¡¦ll be blessing you ) f% a/ F' Z7 V" |; m( J1 {
Gloomy Sunday 7 Y {: W# z2 i9 g& L2 N
7 b; |7 x3 x7 u1 oDreaming ' w- v. y2 x/ r3 d+ a, Z
I was only dreaming + f- n. Z8 u( b/ d: M U1 Z( S% ~
I wake and I find you
f/ s% D* l$ B5 n' O6 w2 Z+ }Asleep in the deep of 5 ^/ N, v+ C {4 H. @; S3 v. A8 h
My heart
6 V! s3 o4 S4 d5 QDear + d# c; H" m" g1 h8 K
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Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
) M$ P: Y8 Z( J' p* aMy heart is telling you how much I wanted you
! H6 a6 ]% G/ W) a0 T4 r$ d. g5 [Gloomy Sunday |