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Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless |
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Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless |
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Little white flowers will never awaken you |
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Not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you |
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Angels have no thought of ever returning you |
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Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? |
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Gloomy Sunday |
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Gloomy sunday, with shadows I spend it all |
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My heart and I have decided to end it all |
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Soon there'll be prayers and candles are lit, I know |
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Let them not weep, let them know, that I'm glad to go |
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Death is a dream, for in death I'm caressing you |
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With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you |
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Gloomy Sunday |
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Dreaming |
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I was only dreaming |
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I awake and I find you asleep and deep in my heart |
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Dear... |
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Darling, I hope that my dream hasn't haunted you |
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My heart is telling you how much I wanted you |
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Gloomy Sunday |
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It's absolutely gloomy sunday |
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Gloomy Sunday |
