Lyrics
That i m glad to go, gloomy sunday
Let them know, gloomy sunday
sunday is gloomy
That i m glad to go, i awake and i find you asleep and deep in my heart
With the last breath of my soul, death is a dream
my heart is telling you how much i wanted you
Soon there ll be prayers and candles are lit, angels have no thought of ever returning you Gloomy, i hope that my dream hasn t haunted you
Not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you, not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you Lydia, gloomy sunday
My heart is telling you how much i wanted you, with the last breath of my soul
Angels have no thought of ever returning you, sunday is gloomy
It s absolutely gloomy sunday, soon there ll be prayers and candles are lit
It s absolutely gloomy sunday, gloomy sunday, with the last breath of my soul
angels have no thought of ever returning you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you, the hours are slumberless Lunch, sunday is gloomy
with the last breath of my soul
Sunday is gloomy, it s absolutely gloomy sunday
i ll be blessing you
for in death i m caressing you
let them know
Let them know, i ll be blessing you, with the last breath of my soul
it s absolutely gloomy sunday
i hope that my dream hasn t haunted you
gloomy sunday
i hope that my dream hasn t haunted you
I hope that my dream hasn t haunted you, my heart is telling you how much i wanted you Gloomy, not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you
would they be angry if i thought of joining you
sunday is gloomy
That i m glad to go, little white flowers will never awaken you Lunch, i ll be blessing you
For in death i m caressing you, it s absolutely gloomy sunday Lydia, my heart and i have decided to end it all
With shadows i spend it all, my heart is telling you how much i wanted you
My heart and i have decided to end it all, gloomy sunday Lunch, i awake and i find you asleep and deep in my heart
Soon there ll be prayers and candles are lit, sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless
Gloomy sunday, not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you, sunday is gloomy
my heart is telling you how much i wanted you
The hours are slumberless, gloomy sunday
For in death i m caressing you, i awake and i find you asleep and deep in my heart, i hope that my dream hasn t haunted you
Not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you, little white flowers will never awaken you
