Diamanda Galás
"Gloomy Sunday"

Sadly one sunday
i waited and waited
with flowers in my arms
all the dream has created
i waited 'til dreams,
like my heart, were all broken
the flowers were all dead
and the words were unspoken
the grief that i know
was beyond all consoling
the beat of my heart
was a bell that was tolling
Saddest of sundays
Then came a sunday
when you came to find me
they bore me to church
and i left you behind me
my eyes could not see
what i wanted to love me
the earth and the flowers
are forever above me
the bell tolled for me
and the wind whispered, "never!"
but you i have loved
and i'll bless you forever
Last of all sundays