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GLOOMY SUNDAY - The Lyrics 1 X/ V$ C1 o- J/ \
' W4 f0 C( T( b# ?Music by Rezso Seress
0 Q! U% d$ a- i" t* i% w6 L$ F: AOriginal Text by Laszlo Javor % e% c$ E% ?# Q G' P
English Text by Sam M. Lewis / E) s" |2 R8 f. B8 K0 I
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Sunday is Gloomy,
+ k/ s) S4 B& o3 p/ K9 TMy hours are slumberless, 6 H8 G- b: E' _( i9 w
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
1 x* q0 k9 R# W5 l+ a7 nLittle white flowers will never awaken you
0 ]4 N5 s+ j2 F3 i+ _1 P. X* SNot where the black coach of sorrow has taken you 2 t& |3 i, n! j; t' X" s! a1 J/ R
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
0 u3 |& }0 N# hWould they be angry if I thought of joining you
8 p( ~* }" j \3 Z) o2 X h/ oGloomy Sunday 2 ]( G: l9 H6 |" K* _! z# w4 m
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Sunday is gloomy
# ?/ ]) u) n0 e$ I1 J9 nwith shadows I spend it all ( @2 I. v" B, U& Z" F2 K3 B
My heart and I have decided to end it all 8 o/ I0 U7 B$ Q, s. B- ~
Soon there¡¦ll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
# Q" O) j( B! y% t. uI know, let them not weep, & c( `0 X: q9 V* m6 E! X
Let them know that I¡¦m glad to go ( _* ]2 h* O2 {& a; n* K' A* J
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Death is no dream,
( R: d6 s" w: h: SFor in death I¡¦m caressing you
- @' N, T ^- ^+ `- JWith the last breath of my soul I¡¦ll be blessing you
& E {; ~9 I8 g8 L+ dGloomy Sunday 7 }0 I8 F+ ~( v B
7 |+ l: O4 x3 @' Q1 x" vDreaming
5 E: T3 I6 Y: V8 T& [1 _; qI was only dreaming
. v3 J. G$ x& r# H2 I5 HI wake and I find you / \4 K4 k& U& z# y0 @1 Z& k
Asleep in the deep of
4 `, r& k3 ], h/ |! D+ A( M" G& lMy heart
3 \: | K( Z% N& }3 M- uDear
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7 d% W& n% X8 w- |Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you 5 o: j3 w- [1 S9 h7 x
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you P) Z# ]$ n! @: R6 v7 k. c
Gloomy Sunday |