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" W; D7 d2 `5 GGLOOMY SUNDAY - The Lyrics 6 B& d' K6 @, k B B! _
& k& u, x; S! P& b* lMusic by Rezso Seress ; H0 n) x( x) F+ j$ X& C9 g
Original Text by Laszlo Javor ' k/ R5 O I: T
English Text by Sam M. Lewis ! h# e/ c* f8 m# k% f* P* @
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Sunday is Gloomy, " j: S) O( ^" a% V; T% b6 w' T
My hours are slumberless,
$ {7 B4 q3 [" Y" QDearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
% Z; k, D! E# t! G- [$ xLittle white flowers will never awaken you # i$ L# q* h6 h% d' R8 |, I
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
+ ?$ x+ W& H* `Angels have no thought of ever returning you
7 Q' C& _# C7 ^2 J8 A+ [% }' JWould they be angry if I thought of joining you
, Z) y( f. o9 v& a9 v$ Q* JGloomy Sunday
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Sunday is gloomy
3 |9 v6 E$ H3 h/ L" l) }with shadows I spend it all ; X) M' W" N) k# K/ e
My heart and I have decided to end it all
# h' E% b0 ?+ L- C5 ~: Y; ASoon there¡¦ll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
) c# \4 a+ w; M5 A: P. f& }I know, let them not weep,
- `$ G2 A, d, p" l, }Let them know that I¡¦m glad to go
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Death is no dream, . K L5 B7 p% x- V9 i( Q
For in death I¡¦m caressing you ! ^4 y, R, w! M0 j: b' L
With the last breath of my soul I¡¦ll be blessing you 0 O- e' L4 u H0 p- N% u6 e9 D3 B
Gloomy Sunday " F' d( @) C7 n* R+ f! ~* V# z Q# o
6 K1 a" x+ i# g; N( F5 rDreaming . K- W$ t' g0 F# |' m% m
I was only dreaming
" O8 c# A# K3 I$ RI wake and I find you $ [$ O! s8 v% L& i; m
Asleep in the deep of
2 x) O7 @# t# P2 H& d3 K0 E$ C0 lMy heart / C0 H2 k& \1 e8 Q+ q; V1 T9 M
Dear
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; H; ?4 Q7 x" Q- c* g7 VDarling I hope that my dream never haunted you
8 J$ ?2 X; {6 O) [+ V9 J6 _My heart is telling you how much I wanted you - h$ j' g9 [7 u! M" V' }# l
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