anda galas loomy Sunday (บทเพลงแห่งความตาย)
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
earest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
ngels have no thought of ever retuing you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
loomy Sunday
loomy 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 them know
that I'm glad to go
eath is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
loomy Sunday
reaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, here
rling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you