Rita Payés - Gloomy Sunday (feat. Dick Oatts)

Kishore Kumar Hits — Rita Payés - Gloomy Sunday (feat. Dick Oatts) lyrics

Artist: Rita Payés

album: Joan Chamorro Presenta Rita Payés

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will
Never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday.
Gloomy is sunday
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have
Decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are sad, I know,
Let them not weep,
Let then know
That I'm glad to go
Death is no dream,
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my
Soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Gloomy Sunday
Oh Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of my heart
Dear dreaming
I was only dreaming
I fell my heart felt
Darling I hope that my dream
Never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy sunday.

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