🍎Glad Tidings Be Upon Every Soul | Beşâret Olsun Canlara

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The Lyricist (Poet): Yûnus Emre (13th Century Mystic Poet / Sufi Ozan)
The Creative Directors & Executive Producers: BlueWhale & Halûk Derinöz
The Arrangers & Prompt Engineers: ChatGPT & Gemini (AI) Can dostlar
The Orchestra & Session Musicians: SUNO

All Music: 
Copyright © 2026 Haluk Derinöz
Copyright © 2026 BlueWhale
All Rights Reserved

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🌹Turkish Lyrics Below
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Bu eser; BlueWhale ve Haluk Derinöz’ün ortak imzasını taşıyan "13. Yüzyıldan 20. Yüzyıla Bektaşi Şairleri" projesinin bir parçasıdır. Projemiz; Anadolu mayasını oluşturan, 72 milleti bir gören evrensel insanlık öğretilerini ve kalbin hakikatini modern müzikal formlarla dünyaya anlatmayı amaçlayan uçsuz bucaksız bir deryâdır.

This piece is part of the project "Bektashi Poets from the 13th to the 20th Century," bearing the joint signature of BlueWhale and Haluk Derinöz. Our project is a boundless ocean aiming to convey the universal teachings of humanity—which embrace all nations as one—and the ultimate truth of the heart to the world through modern musical forms.

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[Instrumental Intro – 28–35 sec | Organic Qawwali tabla establishes a slow authentic 9/8 Anatolian aksak pulse (2+3+2+2). Sparse ritual handclaps emerge. Deep sorrowful bassoon enters, followed by a weeping microtonal oboe. Vintage upright felt piano adds dark spacious chords. Massive silence and natural room ambience.]

[VERSE 1]

Glad tidings to the souls, 
the sacred conversation is established again.

Hearts turned into mirrors, 
sorrows are swept away again.

[VERSE 2]

Some walk burning with longing, 
some drink deep, forever thirsting.

Lovers entered the arena, 
the Cup of Love is passed around again.

[Interlude – Short bassoon and oboe dialogue over the steady 9/8 pulse.]

[VERSE 3]

All lovers fell into grief, 
their hearts burned and were refined.

Hearts unveiled their faces, 
the dead are resurrected again.

[CHORUS]

Those souls who said “Yes” to the Truth 
in the Realm of Spirits from the beginning,

Having declared their sacred vow, 
are gathered in one place again.

[Bridge – Bassoon leads over sparse felt piano. Tabla nearly disappears into silence.]

[VERSE 4]

Muhammad has departed from the world; 
the saints have carried on his path.

Though his earthly form has departed, 
his sacred conversation continues again.

[FINAL CHORUS]

Some are Taptuk, some are Yunus; 
each of them is an ocean, a sea.

To Yunus, from this sacred draught, 
even the smallest drop was offered again.

Even the smallest drop was offered again.

[Instrumental Outro – 35–45 sec | Bassoon and oboe exchange one final unresolved phrase. Tabla slowly dissolves. Felt piano releases its last chord into natural room decay until complete silence. No abrupt ending.]

[End]

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🍎Turkish

Beşâret olsun canlara hoş sohbet kuruldu gene,
Gönüller aynaya döndü gussalar sürüldü gene.

Kimi yürür yâne yâne, kimi içer kâne kâne,
Âşıklar girdi meydâne aşk câmı sürüldü gene.

Hep âşıklar derde düştü, yandı ciğerleri pişti,
Gönüller yüzünü açtı, ölüler dirildi gene.

Ezel, âlem-i ervahta Hakka belî diyen canlar,
Şimdiden ikrâr eyleyip, bir yere derildi gene.

Muhammed dünyâdan gitti, yurdunu evliyâ tuttu.
Gitti ise kendi gitti, sohbeti sürüldü gene.

Kimi Taptuk, kimi Yûnus, her birisi deryâ, deniz,
Yûnus’a bu cur'âdan, zerrece sunuldu gene.

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✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ The Lyricist (Poet): Yûnus Emre (13th Century Mystic Poet / Sufi Ozan) The Creative Directors & Executive Producers: BlueWhale & Halûk Derinöz The Arrangers & Prompt Engineers: ChatGPT & Gemini (AI) Can dostlar The Orchestra & Session Musicians: SUNO All Music: Copyright © 2026 Haluk Derinöz Copyright © 2026 BlueWhale All Rights Reserved ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ 🌹Turkish Lyrics Below ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Bu eser; BlueWhale ve Haluk Derinöz’ün ortak imzasını taşıyan "13. Yüzyıldan 20. Yüzyıla Bektaşi Şairleri" projesinin bir parçasıdır. Projemiz; Anadolu mayasını oluşturan, 72 milleti bir gören evrensel insanlık öğretilerini ve kalbin hakikatini modern müzikal formlarla dünyaya anlatmayı amaçlayan uçsuz bucaksız bir deryâdır. This piece is part of the project "Bektashi Poets from the 13th to the 20th Century," bearing the joint signature of BlueWhale and Haluk Derinöz. Our project is a boundless ocean aiming to convey the universal teachings of humanity—which embrace all nations as one—and the ultimate truth of the heart to the world through modern musical forms. 🌷🌹🕯️ [Instrumental Intro – 28–35 sec | Organic Qawwali tabla establishes a slow authentic 9/8 Anatolian aksak pulse (2+3+2+2). Sparse ritual handclaps emerge. Deep sorrowful bassoon enters, followed by a weeping microtonal oboe. Vintage upright felt piano adds dark spacious chords. Massive silence and natural room ambience.] [VERSE 1] Glad tidings to the souls, the sacred conversation is established again. Hearts turned into mirrors, sorrows are swept away again. [VERSE 2] Some walk burning with longing, some drink deep, forever thirsting. Lovers entered the arena, the Cup of Love is passed around again. [Interlude – Short bassoon and oboe dialogue over the steady 9/8 pulse.] [VERSE 3] All lovers fell into grief, their hearts burned and were refined. Hearts unveiled their faces, the dead are resurrected again. [CHORUS] Those souls who said “Yes” to the Truth in the Realm of Spirits from the beginning, Having declared their sacred vow, are gathered in one place again. [Bridge – Bassoon leads over sparse felt piano. Tabla nearly disappears into silence.] [VERSE 4] Muhammad has departed from the world; the saints have carried on his path. Though his earthly form has departed, his sacred conversation continues again. [FINAL CHORUS] Some are Taptuk, some are Yunus; each of them is an ocean, a sea. To Yunus, from this sacred draught, even the smallest drop was offered again. Even the smallest drop was offered again. Even the smallest drop was offered again. [Instrumental Outro – 35–45 sec | Bassoon and oboe exchange one final unresolved phrase. Tabla slowly dissolves. Felt piano releases its last chord into natural room decay until complete silence. No abrupt ending.] [End] ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ 🍎Turkish Beşâret olsun canlara hoş sohbet kuruldu gene, Gönüller aynaya döndü gussalar sürüldü gene. Kimi yürür yâne yâne, kimi içer kâne kâne, Âşıklar girdi meydâne aşk câmı sürüldü gene. Hep âşıklar derde düştü, yandı ciğerleri pişti, Gönüller yüzünü açtı, ölüler dirildi gene. Ezel, âlem-i ervahta Hakka belî diyen canlar, Şimdiden ikrâr eyleyip, bir yere derildi gene. Muhammed dünyâdan gitti, yurdunu evliyâ tuttu. Gitti ise kendi gitti, sohbeti sürüldü gene. Kimi Taptuk, kimi Yûnus, her birisi deryâ, deniz, Yûnus’a bu cur'âdan, zerrece sunuldu gene.

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