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Gloomy sundayMy hours are slumberlessDearest of shadows I sleep with are numberlessLittle white flowersWill never awaken youNot where the black coachesOf sorrow has taken youAngels have no thoughts of ever returning youWould they be angryIf I thought of joining youGloomy sundayGloomy sundayWith shadows I spend it allMy heart and IHave decided to end it allSoon there'll be candles andPrayers that's sad I know But let them not weepLet them know that I'm glad to goDeath is no dream for inDeath I'm caressing youWith a the last of my breathOf my soul I'll be blessing youGloomy sunday From Letras Mania