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Sunday Is Gloomy | by Hamed Saber
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Sunday Is Gloomy

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 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 Sunday.


Sunday is gloomy

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 sad,

I know, let them not weep,

let then 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


Gloomy Sunday


I was only dreaming

I wake and I find you

asleep in the deep of

my heart dear


Darling I hope that my dream

never haunted you

My heart is telling you

how much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday.


- Sinead O'Connor



The place is somewhere in the road from Charak port to Asaluyeh port, between Checkcheck and Gavbandi, southern edge of Iran.

Check the map for geotagging info.


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Added to flickr Explore (interestingness) page of 19 February 2007.

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Taken on February 10, 2007