When time passes by urgently, it is not that short
You are the essence of time drinking pure love and light
By stretching from one thousand five hundred years
And you are the only eye liberated from lower self and malice…
I descend from Oguz, my pride is evident here and there
Courage and bravery, mannerism in abundance
Your noble grandeur in our blood is ever present
You are the light of the dark and day’s moon face…
You ripen the raw; you are of the ember of the fire
Finding the way and companion from the sage of the bards
Blended and kneaded by divine wisdom
Saints, Hacıbektaş, Yunus, Karacaoğlan…
Sovereigns are cherished by your kindness and genius
The strings of your lute played for every heart
Your life was bedecked with holly thoughts
You are the summer of the spring brewed in the hard frost
Fighter’s stories surround us from all sides
We are in delight by following your footsteps
Whatever I say or write from here and there
Cemocan cannot praise you enough for sure
Translated by Mesut Senol