Asim Bajramović
My soul remembers joyful gatherings
old sevdalinka songs we knew
this new age sings unfamiliar music
foreign voices cold and new
The modern times bring different music
while my heart sleeps in sevdah deep
yes, my heart still sleeps in sevdah
without sevdah songs cannot live
Without sevdah, brother, there is no song
without that sorrow, soft and strong
my soul still longs for days gone by
where Bosnian melodies never die
My soul still sleeps in sevdah gently
through every night and every day
without sevdah, brother, there is no song
for sevdah never fades away
Without sevdah, brother, there is no song
without that sorrow, soft and strong
my soul still longs for days gone by
where Bosnian melodies never die
My soul remembers joyful gatherings
old sevdalinka songs we knew
this new age sings unfamiliar music
foreign voices cold and new
The modern times bring different music
while my heart sleeps in sevdah deep
yes, my heart still sleeps in sevdah
without sevdah songs cannot live
Without sevdah, brother, there is no song
without that sorrow, soft and strong
my soul still longs for days gone by
where Bosnian melodies never die
My soul still sleeps in sevdah gently
through every night and every day
without sevdah, brother, there is no song
for sevdah never fades away
Without sevdah, brother, there is no song
without that sorrow, soft and strong
my soul still longs for days gone by
where Bosnian melodies never die