Hear Me Good Friend

I am Anatolia
From Edirne to Ardahan in Elif’s ox-cart
I am the wind
Wafting love from beyond the blue mountains
To you and her
I turn to clouds in the hands of Anatolia
Turn to rain
And to abundance in her fertile soil
I am the Mother Goddess
Mother, soldier, farmhand
But there in everything beautiful that you see
I’m you, fearless in your heart
Sagas are composed for me and sung across the ages
I proliferate in your love and we bloom
The heart of peace
Yes, friend
You, me, him her
We are Anatolia
Atatürk believed in her
The world acknowledges—
I am Turkish woman
I am Anatolia

Hamiye «olakoglu

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