Текст песни Elvis Costello - Gloomy Sunday
Elvis Costello - Gloomy Sunday слова песни
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberlessDearest, the shadows I live with are numberlessLittle white flowers will never awaken youNot when the black coach of sorrow has taken youAngels have no thought of ever returning youWould they be angry if I thought of joining you? Gloomy sundayGloomy is sunday, with shadows I spend it allMy heart and I have decided to end it allSoon therell be flowers and prayers that are sad, I knowLet them not weep, let them know that Im glad to goDeath is no dream, for in death I am caressing youWith the last breath of my heart Ill be blessing youGloomy sundayDreaming, I was only dreamingI wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, deepDarling, I hope that my dream never haunted youMy heart is telling you how much I wanted youGloomy sunday