REPUBLIC OF TURKEY MINISTRY OF CULTURE AND TOURISM

The Epic of Atatürk / (Aşık HASAN)

I wish I had the strength to write an epic
To be read with desire and determination,
I would sing praises to the end of time
Of our great commander-in-chief.

Tulips and violets open for him,
Every corner of the world speaks his name.
His influence carried to the rocks and the mountains,
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

In ten years he jumped centuries,
Open up the glorious past,
Made reading and writing easy.
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

If I live to be seventy
I saw the greatest thing in the last ten years.
Such a man among men was needed.
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

Tunnels were carved through all hard rocks,
We now go by train when once we walked.
The world longs for Ataturk.
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

One never tires of speaking of him,
It was he who gave rights to women.
They call me the bard Hasan.
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

I wrote this epic in mourning while driving the cattle
To the dry soil.
How can I praise such a lion among men?
I would sing his praises to the end of time.

Aşık HASAN