Gloomy Sunday Lyrics

GLOOMY SUNDAY - Billie Holiday
This is sort of a combination of the original Hungarian version and Billie
Holiday's version (the bridge "Dreaming, I was only dreaming" is not included
since it wasn't in the original, and I think it kills the whole mood of the
song).
Sunday is gloomy;
My hours are slumberless.
Dearest, the shadows
I live with are numberless.
M7
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you;
Not where the black coach of
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 is Sunday;
With shadows I spend it all.
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all.
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said, I know.
Let them not weep;
Let them know that I'm glad to go.
M7
Death is no dream,
For in death I'm caressing you.
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you.
Gloomy Sunday