Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumber-less
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 thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

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
But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go.

Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessin' you.

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope.

That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin' you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday.