Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where black coaches of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of never returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy is Sunday, darkness I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad I know
Don't let them weep let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With the last beat of my heart I'll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday

[Song history: "Gloomy Sunday" is a [bad word] by Hungarian pianist [bad word] Rezső Seress and published in 1933, as "Vége a világnak" ("End of the world"). Lyrics were written by László Jávor and in his version the song was retitled "Szomorú vasárnap" ("Sad Sunday"). The song was first recorded in Hungarian by Pál Kalmár in 1935.
"Gloomy Sunday" was first recorded in English by Hal Kemp in 1936, with lyrics by Sam M. Lewis and was recorded the same year by Paul Robeson, with lyrics by Desmond Carter. It became well known throughout much of the English-speaking world after the release of a version by Billie Holiday in 1941. Lewis's lyrics referred to suicide, and the record label described it as the "Hungarian Suicide Song". There is a recurring urban legend that claims that many [bad word] suicide with this song playing.]