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The saddest song in the world: A piece so full of despair that many are rumored to have taken their own lives while listening to it. Music doesn’t get much darker than that, and in today’s episode we explore the history and legend behind Rezső Seress’s “Gloomy Sunday”.
Frequently referred to as “the Hungarian suicide song”, Gloomy Sunday has been covered by many artists in genres spanning from classical (Kronos Quartet) to punk (Dead Milkmen). We share our own version of the song at the end of the episode.
Featured Song: Gloomy Sunday
Composed by Rezső Seress, Lyrics by Sam M. Lewis.
Arranged & Performed by Sunspot
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 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.
3 thoughts on “6 – The Saddest Song in the World: Gloomy Sunday”
Saddest song? I’d go with Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Not only sad, but relentlessly long. Oh, and a catafalque is that pedestal that a coffin sits on when the body is on display. I only know this because we, as a nation, still have the catafalque that Lincoln’s coffin was displayed on.
Oooh, yeah, good call on Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, that one definitely hits in the feels.
And that’s an interesting bit of trivia regarding Lincoln’s catafalque- thanks, Charles!
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