Which three centuries, which a century Tuna is our land , from the beginning Known History doesn't tell those
Gets up covers, covered to be born
Listen to the voice of natural history Figures in light, black at dawn Go to bury, those in lies
In the correct date Oğuz Sons In the middle of Asia, Europe's Alps and The descendants of Oğuz
Rising from the east, Rising from the west Where even thought, We know ourselves
Even though what we know ourselves I always knew the people themselves Then it is known that all we are one Turk is not only the name of a nation
A union of all the Turks Together with lots of Sharpening their teeth Stack heap of human negligence
Rising from the east, Rising from the west Where even thought, we know ourselves
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