You are like a beautiful woman, my dear Turkey
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You're like my lover, I got burned, I cried with your longing
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My head is upright, my chest is like Mount Ararat
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With a secular view and democratic grace
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You are different, here is your thin waist like Bosphorus
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And Uludağ is like a nice bun on its head.
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They want to break your heart with terror, don't worry
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See if your mother's heart has always conflicted with disaster
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The wrinkles on your face are the limits of life
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And with every child born, your life is reset.
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Years make you younger and look back
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We got stuck in the enemy's wheel when there was no weapon
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I'm in love with you too, your Aegean blue eyes
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But your hometown is far away
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I think and my eyes are always different from your love
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Even dying is not death, look at those who died with martyrs, cry
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I raise this flag for your sake
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Don't be fooled by those false words
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The enemy doesn't have much power to divide
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You are my color in my vein, my flag
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You're the picture on the wall of my distant lover
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Even though I wake up with the sound of bells, you are the song in my ear
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You are in this heart, this brain, this body and every breath
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Those who do not die on my land should not walk
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Every generation from you grew up in your body
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I've walked in your shadow away from you sluggish
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It's not the speed you see, it's the story of an existence
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You are the cover of my sister, my soldier, my honor
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You fed this land with your blood, moon and star
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The light shed, my anxiety and pain disappeared in an instant
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I'm alone without you, look, I don't have any commotions
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What will I do if you let go, I have no other homeland
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Starts the attack, then millions of soldiers
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He was martyred with a smile, he died in this land
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What is a harp to you that you have a wrist to bend?
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holding you on earth
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I raise this flag for your sake
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Don't be fooled by those false words
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The enemy doesn't have much power to divide
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You are my color in my vein, my flag
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Let it fluctuate with the wind from the top to the top
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Let the people win with every signature you put.
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There is no one like you, you have history.
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There are millions of people who yearn for that flag.
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Under the ground that died for the sake of someone who lies
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From under the ground as much as your temper and human
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Nature preserves its beauty in winter and summer with a view
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Your difference is great, every child of yours is born a soldier
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Don't be fooled, don't believe the promises made
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These lines of mine are the cure for the longing that is defeated day by day
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And pay attention, you have no other skin for your flag.
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Don't trust anyone, you have no friend but you
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Tie yourself hopes and ropes
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Do not bend the neck of the martyrs, rest in peace
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Look, he fought so many wars, the Turk did not get tired, he did not get tired.
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And the descendants of this Ottoman still fighting
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I raise this flag for your sake
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Don't be fooled by those false words
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The enemy doesn't have much power to divide
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You are my color in my vein, my flag |