Let's look back at our mountains,Forever, my soul remains...
They don't know where we're going.
Let's look back and leave them our song
To wonder like an echo
From one mountain to another.
If a child leaves its mother,
The mother is to blame.
But is she really to blame?
Is she really to blame?
"Why are you leaving children?
What have I done to you, children?"
Our land is crying;
Our land is asking.
Forgive us unfortunate ones,
Forgive us!
We have no power to stay.
We can leave you
One thing only: our souls.
We are leaving forever.
Forever, our souls remain.
The Mountaineers leave the aul (village). 1872.
2 comments:
Nice poem...
Just wacthed another documentary about Circassian Genocide and emigration... While Circassians coming through the Black Sea to Anatolia, they say a woman has a baby, but baby dies in ship during this travel.And in those days if someone dies in ship they (Russians) directly throwing them into the sea.Because of this fear that woman keeps pretending like breast feeding the baby. But after a while they(Russians) realize the smell of its putrid body and they throw it to the sea.And right after that its mom jumps after it...
They have thousands of this kinda stories...sad thing is nobody knows and cares what Russians did there...only bunch of circassian like you and me......
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