Gilbert O'Sullivan (Waterford, Irlanda, 1 de diciembre de 1946) es un cantante y compositor irlandés, distinguido internacionalmente por sus éxitos de 1972; "Alone Again (Naturally)", "Clair" y "Get Down". La revistaRecord Mirror en 1972 lo situó como el mejor cantante británico masculino.
Ha lanzado cerca de 200 discos mundialmente (entre LP, EP, singles, CD y material descargable). En el año 2009 declaró en una entrevista: "Yo compongo canciones de pop. Fin de la historia. Eso es todo lo que quiero hacer. Y es todo lo que querré seguir haciendo. No tengo interés en hacer giras, y vivir en el pasado".
O’Sullivan alcanzó el éxito internacional en 1972 cuando el tema, (todo un clásico de la época), “Alone again (Naturally)”, llegó al número 3 en el Reino Unido y al número 1 en los Estados Unidos, de acuerdo a la lista de Billboard, y se convirtió en "Canción del Año" en varios países de todo el planeta. Solo en los Estados Unidos, el sencillo vendió más de dos millones de copias.
Alone Again (Naturally)
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
Will throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
Wants to know what it's like When you're shattered
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
Will throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
Wants to know what it's like When you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Were people saying, My God, that's tough
She stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
Were people saying, My God, that's tough
She stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to who wouldn't do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about, God in His mercy
Looking forward to who wouldn't do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about, God in His mercy
Oh, if he really does exist
Why did he desert me
In my hour of need
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that
There are more hearts broken in the world
That can't be mended
Why did he desert me
In my hour of need
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that
There are more hearts broken in the world
That can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do
What do we do
Alone again, naturally
Looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
What do we do
What do we do
Alone again, naturally
Looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start
With a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
My mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start
With a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
Songwriter:
O'Sullivan, Gilbert
O'Sullivan, Gilbert
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