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3 M. ^3 z8 M$ \9 `GLOOMY SUNDAY - The Lyrics
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Music by Rezso Seress % h; F9 ^* C* p8 j- ^8 U
Original Text by Laszlo Javor
8 U: u% |, x' ?7 y: {: T6 H6 `) fEnglish Text by Sam M. Lewis 7 o7 o1 n( b( |: Y; {: F
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Sunday is Gloomy, 8 v! n* a, A* A e) e# D3 B
My hours are slumberless, ; A& g2 V P- G
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
' \" H( ?: D g5 |& M1 y0 R3 pLittle white flowers will never awaken you ; S1 Y$ i7 u% i6 K/ z
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
% C& m7 }. y/ I9 g0 u7 P' zAngels have no thought of ever returning you 6 h* ? f8 d" b: Q1 m
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you : T4 c, s& ^+ u1 R( z7 m0 H
Gloomy Sunday
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6 S' t9 |2 E4 YSunday is gloomy 3 g; A0 x, k- R; {3 n2 R3 W7 }
with shadows I spend it all
* D% z+ }3 R0 u$ b4 ~My heart and I have decided to end it all
9 L7 B; A' ^/ PSoon there¡¦ll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
( p B5 N% @) fI know, let them not weep, ( @, Y! X& k8 ?3 H
Let them know that I¡¦m glad to go 1 E, b/ K4 c" A! w* c. H9 v
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; _5 p4 ~8 b" x$ B: j& IDeath is no dream,
% N9 q8 a0 |: M, X! V9 A# KFor in death I¡¦m caressing you
0 d, F5 c, f- H) E( GWith the last breath of my soul I¡¦ll be blessing you
; h% }, B% B; s3 EGloomy Sunday ! I; ^; U+ h. {. L6 U6 Q) O# E
Y* `! o, w. yDreaming : m+ G( v9 q& z8 j' w
I was only dreaming 5 |' W# [6 @" A: `: P6 u ?) A$ w
I wake and I find you
$ i" l: o( @; dAsleep in the deep of * V+ Q* a: Q; c/ n5 b0 Q- i. V2 A
My heart
3 T# A; V: q* N- s" A$ t5 QDear
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! P" g. H2 q' I# Q1 b) R* {Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you . }' t& } V0 T9 h
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you & M# U. c$ f5 Q- C* s8 z7 n
Gloomy Sunday |