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[Omer Seyhan]

Am I Cypriot? (Giprizliyim? / eime Gybreos?)




Look.

See the easy confidence of my tread?

The echo of freedom, born and bred,

Sounding in each footstep that I take

Through peace and prosperity.



See the breadth of my shoulders?

Held erect by my pride
They keep time with my stride.



See the curve of my lips?

As I walk through this world

I smile at the strangers I pass

And they smile back at me.



See the clearness of my eyes?

As I look to the future

They reflect the hope and optimism

Such a country has offered me.



Am I a Cypriot?

You tell me.

[Omer Seyhan]

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT WE ARE


If you want to know what we are who inhabit
forest mountain shore, who harness
beast, living steel, speak Cypriot (that classless
language of the heart), who celebrate labour,
wisdom of the mind, peace of the blood;

If you want to know what we are who become
animate at the rain's metallic ring, the stone's
accumulated strength, who tremble in the wind's
blossoming (that enervates earth's potentialities),
who stir just as flowers unfold to the sun;

If you want to know what we are who grow
powerful and deathless in countless counterparts,
each part pregnant with hope, each hope supreme,
each supremacy classless, each classlessness
nourished by unlimited splendor of comradeship;

We are multitudes the world over, hundreds of thousands
everywhere; in violent factories, sordid tenements, crowded cities;
in skies and seas and rivers, in lands everywhere;
our number increase as the wide world revolves
and increases arrogance, hunger disease and death.

We are the men and women reading books, searching
in the pages of history for the lost word, the key
to the mystery of living peace, imperishable joy;
we are factory hands field hands mill hand everywhere,
molding creating building structures, forging ahead,

Reaching for the future, nourished in the heart;
we are doctors scientists chemists discovering,
eliminating disease and hunger and antagonisms;
we are soldiers navy-men citizens guarding
the imperishable will of man to live in grandeur,

We are the living dream of dead men everywhere,
the unquenchable truth that class-memories create
to stagger the infamous world with prophecies
of unlimited happiness_a deathless humanity;
we are the living and the dead men everywhere....


If you want to know what we are, observe
the bloody club smashing heads, the bayonet
penetrating hallowed breasts, giving no mercy; watch the
bullet crashing upon armorless citizens;
look at the tear-gas choking the weakened lung.

If you want to know what we are, see the lynch
trees blossoming, the hysterical mob rioting;
remember the prisoner beaten by detectives to confess
a crime he did not commit because he was honest,
and who stood alone before a rabid jury of ten men,

And who was sentenced to hang by a judge
whose false nationalist arrogance betrayed the office
he claimed his own; name the marked man,
the violator of secrets; observe EOKA,
the TMT, the mobsters who kill and go free;

We are the sufferers who suffer for natural love
of man for man, who commemorate the humanities
of every man; we are the toilers who toil
to make the starved earth a place of abundance
who transform abundance into deathless fragrance.

We are the desires of anonymous men everywhere,
who impregnate the wide earth's lustrous wealth
with a gleaming flourescence; we are the new thoughts
and the new foundations, the new verdure of the mind;
we are the new hope new joy life everywhere.

We are the vision and the star, the quietus of pain;
we are the terminals of inquisition, the hiatuses
of a new crusade; we are the subterraean subways
of suffering; we are the will of dignities;
we are the living testament of a flowering race.

If you want to know what we are
WE ARE CYPRIOTS!

[repulsewarrior]

Am I Cypriot? (Giprizliyim? / eime Gybreos?)




Look.

See the easy confidence of my tread?

The echo of freedom, born and bred,

Sounding in each footstep that I take

Through peace and prosperity.



See the breadth of my shoulders?

Held erect by my pride
They keep time with my stride.



See the curve of my lips?

As I walk through this world

I smile at the strangers I pass

And they smile back at me.



See the clearness of my eyes?

As I look to the future

They reflect the hope and optimism

Such a country has offered me.



Am I a Cypriot?

You tell me.

...this could be the State Anthem for Cyprus.

Thank you.

[denizaksulu]

From the heart and soul of many Cypriots.

Thank you Omer Seyhan.

The first post I opened on this grey day has given me hope.

I reckon it will be a good day today and let no one spoil it.

Thanks again

DA

[Paphitis]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

[CBBB]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

I thought that anthem actually belonged to someone else.

[Paphitis]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

I thought that anthem actually belonged to someone else.

Why don't you tell that to Christofias, and maybe he can change the Constitution to appease the invaders and yourself....

[CBBB]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

I thought that anthem actually belonged to someone else.

Why don't you tell that to Christofias, and maybe he can change the Constitution to appease the invaders and yourself....

I don't see what my comment has to do with appeasing anyone.

[denizaksulu]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

Hangover Bafidi?


Good try.


GREEK LYRICS

Segnoriso apo tin Kopsi tou spathiou tin tromeri;
Segnoriso apo tin opsi pou me via metra tin yi.
Ap ta Kokkala vyalmeni ton ellinon ta iera
Ke san prot' anthriomeni haire o hair'eleftheria.
Ke san prot' anthriomeni haire o hair'eleftheria,
Ke san prot' anthriomeni haire o hair'eleftheria.

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GREEK LYRICS (Greek script)


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ENGLISH TRANSLATION

I shall always recognise you
By the dreadful sword you hold,
As the earth, with searching vision,
You survey, with spirit bold.
'Twas the Greeks of old whose dying
Brought to birth our spirit free.
Now, with ancient valour rising,
Let us hail you, oh Liberty!


Is it the above you refer to Bafidis?

Dont you think we need a more neutral anthem encompassing ALL.?

[Paphitis]

We laready have a National Anthem....



Mmmmmmmmm...that always stirs my patriotism...

I thought that anthem actually belonged to someone else.

Why don't you tell that to Christofias, and maybe he can change the Constitution to appease the invaders and yourself....

I don't see what my comment has to do with appeasing anyone.

Your comment about The Cyprus National Anthem is equally defunct because as it stands it is the RoC's National Anthem, and s you can stop ridiculing and defiling it with your forked tongue.......