Текст песни Bjork - Gloomy Sunday
Bjork - Gloomy Sunday слова песни
Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberlessDearest of shadows I live with are numberlessLittle white flowers will never awaken youNot where the dark coach of sorrow has taken youAngels have no thought of ever returning youWould they be angry if I thought of joining you?Gloomy SundayGloomy sunday, with shadows I spend it allMy heart and I have decided to end it allSoon there`ll be prayers and candles are lit, I knowLet them not weep, let them know,that I`m glad to goDeath is a dream, for in death I`m caressing youWith the last breath of my soul, I`ll be blessing youGloomy SundayDreamingI was only dreamingI awake and I find you asleep and deep in my armsDear...Darling, I hope that my dream hasn`t haunted youMy heart is telling you how much I wanted youGloomy SundayIt`s absolutely gloomy sundayGloomy Sunday