Sunday is gloomy,
my hours are slumberless.

Dearest the shadows
I live with numberless.

Little white flowers
will never awaken you.

Not where the black coach
of sorrow has taken you.

Gloomy Sunday

Lyrics submitted by bitterbrian

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