Little white flowers will never awaken you

Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you

Angels have no thought of ever returning youWould 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 candles and prayers that are sad I know

Let them not weep let them 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

Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you

You know my love of dreams

Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you

You know my love of dreams

Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you