yusuf: I pledge to heal the wounds of Tatars, Why should my unfortunate brothers rot away; If! don't sing, don't grieve for them, if! live, Let the dark streams of blood in my heart go dry! I pledge to bring light to that darkened country How may two brothers not see one another? When I see this, if! don't get distressed, hurt, seared, Let the tears that flow from my eyes become a river, a sea of blood! I pledge, give my word to die for knowledge Knowing, seeing, to wipe away the teardrops of my nation If! live a thousand unknowing, unseeing years, if! become a gathering's chief Still one day the gravediggers will come to bury me!

I pledge to heal the wounds of Tatars, Why should my unfortunate brothers rot away; If! don't sing, don't grieve for them, if! live, Let the dark streams of blood in my heart go dry! I pledge to bring light to that darkened country How may two brothers not see one another? When I see this, if! don't get distressed, hurt, seared, Let the tears that flow from my eyes become a river, a sea of blood! I pledge, give my word to die for knowledge Knowing, seeing, to wipe away the teardrops of my nation If! live a thousand unknowing, unseeing years, if! become a gathering's chief Still one day the gravediggers will come to bury me!

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The Tatars of Crimea Edward A. Allworth

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