A patriotic song about the past and future of the Adyghe people was presented by Ruslan Kaytmesov... Lyrics by Artur Kenteshov, music by Magamet Yakhutl
“This is a soulful song about the history of the Circassians, who carried all their customs and traditions through the centuries and remained united under a single flag,” says the performer. “This song covers the theme of the unity of our people, albeit scattered across regions and countries. In our time, the Circassians understand that they are one people and are drawn to each other. In the text of the song, the authors tried to cover both the historical path of the people, and its present and future. Hopes for the development and prosperity of our ethnos and culture.
The main idea here is that one people - like one fist, like the fingers of one hand - is strong in unity.
Words and music sunk into my soul, I could not help singing a song about my people. I had an idea and desire for a long time to record such a project. Perhaps this composition will even become a kind of anthem of the Circassians. Some athletes, Olympic champions, train for it and always note it in publications, this is very valuable.
On the day of the premiere, I would like to wish you to be together as a whole! So that our flag will be preserved through the centuries, and our unity will not be shaken, but only strengthened! ”Ruslan wished.
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Lyrics of Ruslan Kaytmesov's song "Circassians"
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Imprinted in hearts.
Our faces are clouding
Harsh centuries.
Life threatened often
We are a horde of enemies
But again our ancestors
Saddled the horses.
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Always be Adyg, Circassian!
Always be Circassian, Adyg!
Our people have not disappeared into the abyss!
By this unity he is great!
We will raise the flag to the skies
And the cry will echo:
“Always be Adyg, Circassian!
Always be Circassian, Adyg! "
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The winds of centuries have died down
But the memory lives in us.
Kasogi we and zikhi,
A warlike people.
Our honor was a reward
Our path is indestructible.
And the glory of the proud Hutts
We keep it in our souls.
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We listen to the breath
Ancient fortresses.
And we raise the banner
His Circassia.
She is Adyghe speech
Always pleasing to the ear.
And we know that it is eternal
Our rebellious spirit.
