EPIC OF IDENTITY I am the son of the Sun. I come from the darkness of the midnight of the North. From the valleys of Siberia… Siberia, adopted its name from our Sabar Turks, Long time before the conception of Jesus. I travelled the dark forests of the north on the horseback where the north winds crack the wrought iron I was the one contributing a warm breath from my felt tent To the wrought iron cracking icy climate of Siberia I am what you call Yakut Turk. I am Baskurts, tatars, tuvas Hakases, Altaylis, Cuvases, Malkars North winds wind winged son Kumuks, Nogays, Gaguazs And I am a Kazak Turk My dad’s photo on the wall reveals the kirgiz eyes He was born in a Meserya village of Cyprus in 1900. An Uzbek and Turkmen looking from 20 century back. My father looking at me with the deep image in his pupils Of my Karakalpak and Kazak grandfathers. I am the one that melted the Wrought Iron Mountain in Ergenokon. I am Fatih who sailed the ships on land. I am the one who first saddled the wild stallion. I don’t know how many centuries the horse helped you on your farms And you travelled around the world on it is my present to you If you say that the civilisation begins with the horse The civilisation means me. Number of obstacles I got over on the horseback Wild, gushing rivers, great snowy mountains And the great wall of China too. I have given commands to China, Macine and the kings of the world. From sunrise to sunset I am the one who fought the exploiters and gave martyrs in 58, at the Ataturk Square in Lefkosa. I am Huseyin Ruso the martyr in 63 at Kucuk Kaymakli, fighting against the Samsons. I am the legend woman commander of the Uzbeks Tomris, that’s who I am. Even today, I get mentioned in the national anthems of the Uzbeks The history of world sultans begins with me. The sultan of the world, known as Acun Beyi, Alp ER Tunga, that’s me, who has lived in the prehistory times. I named the Alp Mountains after me and the Balkan Mountains in the west. Almost 5000 years At the cool valleys of the Tanri Mountains, It is me that have been doing the folk dancing. Yok means, halay means, kimiz means, ayran means, they all mean me. I am the Mahmud from Kasgar I wrote the first Turkish dictionary And the author of the book Kutlu Bilgiler, I am Ahmet Yasevi, who is considered the father of humanism Who created the Yunuses and the Haci Bektas Velis. Who speaks from the memorial stone at Orhun. Who feeds the hungry and clothes the needy Who doesn’t sleep at night and sit around the daytime And never get tired of helping his people, always run around I am the Bilge Han and Gultekin Brothers. The Gokturks who gave you your name, Who organised your dispersed nation and cities, I am the emperor Ilteris. Knowing paper, gunpowder and printing, Who distributed civilisation to the world, Who still lives at Kasgar The Uygurs that is who I am. At Limasol, Erenkoy and Basparmak I am that combatant fighting for freedom. I am who went into Rome, and established Hungry, And whose name known by the universe I am the great commander Attila. The longest Kirgiz poet. Manas I wrote it. The west calls him Suleiman the Magnificent Whose help the king of France need, Admirals like Barbarossa kissed his hand with respect Who used to crown the kings I am the Kanuni Suleyman. And who can tolerate with all offences Who says come, regardless who you are God’s gift to the men I am Mevlana Celaleddin. My story is told in the swift Turkish songs of Rumelia Those were sung along the borders of Tuna River for 400 years. I am Nasrettin Hoca Who tried to set the lake into yogurt Saying ,what if it worked. I am Yildirim from the plains of Ankara, And Timurlenk too. Even if other people wrote the history, I am the one who created it. I am Mahmud born in Gazne I am the Indian Fatih Babur Sah. I am Sah Ismail. I am Cengiz, Sabutay, Kilicarslan, Alparslan. I thought the west, Medical sciences, mathematics, sky science what you call astronomy. I am Ibni Sina, Farabi, Ulug Bey, and Biruni. I am the great commander from Canakkale. I am the Kuvay-i Milliye Who defied the whole world The history can not be written without me I am Mustafa Kemal. M. Turkay ILICAK 1.09.03 Melbourne - Australia Çeviri: Cengiz BAY
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