Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coaches Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy is sunday, With shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers And prayers that are said I know But let them not weep Let them know that I'm glad to go Death is no dream For in death I'm caressin' you With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessin' you
Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you (x3)
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Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldn't they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessin' you
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you (x3)
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