About the song

Let’s delve into the haunting beauty of “Gloomy Sunday” by the incomparable Billie Holiday. Originally composed in 1933 by Hungarian pianist and composer Rezső Seress, with lyrics by László Jávor, this song has become synonymous with melancholy and longing.

Billie Holiday’s rendition of “Gloomy Sunday” is featured on her album “Billie Holiday Sings,” released in 1952. Her soulful interpretation of the song has resonated with audiences for decades, earning her widespread acclaim as one of the greatest jazz vocalists of all time.

Despite its somber subject matter, “Gloomy Sunday” has captured the imagination of listeners around the world. The song has been covered by numerous artists and has appeared in various films and television shows, cementing its status as a timeless classic.

In terms of chart positions, “Gloomy Sunday” did not reach significant commercial success due to its controversial nature and dark themes. However, its impact on music and culture is undeniable, inspiring countless interpretations and establishing itself as a symbol of artistic expression and emotional depth.

So, whether you’re drawn to the haunting melody or moved by the poignant lyrics, Billie Holiday’s rendition of “Gloomy Sunday” is sure to leave a lasting impression on your heart and soul.

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Lyrics

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 thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday
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 said I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I’m glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I’m caressin’ you
With the last breath of my soul
I’ll be blessin’ you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling, I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin’ you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday

By Tam Le

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