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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Billie Holiday
Chant
Gene Fields
Guitare
J.C. Heard
Batterie
Teddy Wilson
Piano
John Williams
Basse
Hymie Schertzer
Saxophone alto
Babe Russin
Saxophone ténor
Jimmy Hamilton
Clarinette
Emmett Berry
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Samuel M. Lewis
Paroles/Composition
R. Seress
Composition
L. Javor
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Hammond
Production
Bernie Hanighen
Production
Paroles
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
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 caressing 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, dear.
Darling, I hope that
My dream never haunted you.
My heart is telling you,
How much I wanted you.
Gloomy Sunday
Writer(s): Rezso Seress, Laszlo Javor
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