GLOOMY SUNDAY - The Lyrics 

Music by Rezso Seress 
Original Text by Laszlo Javor 
English Text by 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 thought of ever returning you 
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you 
Gloomy Sunday 
Sunday is gloomy 
with shadows I spend it all 
My heart and I have decided to end it all 
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad, 
I know, let them not weep, 
Let them know that I'm glad to go 
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 
Dreaming 
I was only dreaming 
I wake and I find you 
Asleep in the deep of 
My heart 
Dear 
Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you 
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you 
Gloomy Sunday