Gitane Demone - Gloomy Sunday lyrics

Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not when the black coach of sorrow has taken you Sunday is gloomy, and 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 Angels have no thoughts of ever returning you Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? d**h is no dream, for in d**h I am caressing you With the last breath of my heart I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday