That Endless Race / (Ceyhun Atıf KANSU)
THAT ENDLESS RACE
The hero set foot in Samsun today,
Meadows and pastures turned green on the path of victory.
Feasting starts to the sound of drums and flutes,
My heart jumps and sings on a branch of spring.
Offer poppies to the dream of Ataturk,
Lovely roses from the garden of labour.
We are in an endless morning … let him sleep,
Our joy makes his heart rejoice.
That song of victory set out from Samsun
Like a plough, from mountain to mountain,
Rearing up it raised the flag to the old post,
A fresh spring opened the eyes of the nation.
My red flag waves free in Ankara Castle,
Waving towards a golden age,
New heroes walk arm in arm
To the flag on those snowy mountains.
A garland for the free leader of May 19,
The season of cherries, the month of youth and roses.
Hearts are full of colour in a spring garden,
Look at that endless race all over the meadows.
Ceyhun Atıf KANSU