Oh, why do you grieve, my foolish heart
(Written and composed by Musa Eroğlu all rights belong to the lyricist, composer, and producer.
Oh, why do you grieve, my foolish heart?
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
Don’t complain, saying “I am sorrowful,” oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
For lovers, such torment is never too much, never too much.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
Don’t complain, saying “I am sorrowful,” oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
For lovers, such torment is never too much, never too much.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
Oh, put your trust in the Almighty, you won’t be left helpless.
What they call dark days soon arrive and soon pass — oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
The one who sowed you will one day reap your worth, oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
For the truthful ones, strangers’ words mean little, mean little.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
The one who sowed you will one day reap your worth, oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
For the truthful ones, strangers’ words mean little, mean little.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
Oh, again you’ll be close and familiar with the Divine.
Cleanse your heart with your essence and your words — oh, oh, oh.
The Beloved is hidden within your soul, oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
They hurt you, and still words come from others, words come from others.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh.
The Beloved is hidden within your soul, oh,
I could die, yet exile would still not be enough — oh, oh.
They hurt you, and still words come from others, words come from others.
Surely one day this winter will pass and summer will come, summer will come — oh, oh, oh. Date Published:
