Tuesday
Josh Stuible, Rezső Seress
Tuesday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with the numberless
Little white powders
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 Tuesday
Gloomy is Tuesday
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
Lеt them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Dеath is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Tuesday