Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday - Anna King

Written by：Rezsö Seress

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

Sorrow has taken you

Angels have no thought

Of ever returning you

Would they be angry

If I thought of joining you

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday

With shadows I spend it all

My heart and I have

Decided to end it all

Soon there'll be press

And candles are lied I'm know

Let them not weep

Let them know that I'm glad to go

Death is no dream

And they found caressing you

With the last breath of my soul

I'll be blessin' you

Gloomy Sunday

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 has an haunted you

My heart is telling you

How much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday