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
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
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
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
Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the dark
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
Gloomy sunday, Sombre dimanche, Les bras tout charges de fleurs, Je suis entre dans notre chambre le coeur las, Quand je savais deja que tu ne reviendrais
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
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
Sunday is gloomy The hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the dark
