Her Gün Atatürk
Osman Yıldırım
Bow your sirma yellow hair
Put the color of the seas in your eyes
Think of the thinnest of lips
Give the bronze to your face
In him the valiant of the walk
He had stiff knees
He used to travel around the country like a speeder
For the desperate ones to be sucks
The dark clouds covering the sky of Istanbul are ramping into the city like black harbingers of a deep mourning… A heavy nightmare curtain rising from the horizons is spreading around. At this moment, the composition of the Turkish poem, the sun of the Turk, has withdrawn from the Turkishness fez. And the poem of Şems is mourning Him. The sky looks shyly at this gadget of nature with eyes that will be divorced.
The night ... The first night of mourning ... The first darkness that descended on a fading rain of light ... Everywhere was buried in a deep grave silence. Through the curtains drawn windows, the hoarse voice of the radio is heard every now and then: Black news is spreading all over the world. And he is drowned in snarling grunts and hiccups.
Autumn is known as the season of sadness. Nobody muscle from a month Hel ... also for those living in the Republic of Turkey November 10 is the day when all of the most intense sadness. For, November 10 is the last breath of a leader who gifted a republic to a people whose land he cleansed from the invaders.
The great leader who gave his life for his homeland “To see me does not necessarily mean to see my face. If you understand my ideas, my emotions and feel, this is enough." he said. As the indomitable guardians of freedom, independence, sovereignty, republic and revolutions, it is our most sacred duty to guide his ideas and words. In this direction, his words were presented to the users with this application and it was aimed to help our duty against Ata.
O great Father of the Turk!
When it is necessary to protect our independence and our Republic, regardless of the circumstances and conditions we will be in, we are determined to overcome all obstacles and overcome all difficulties by taking our strength and courage from the noble blood in our veins.
Put the color of the seas in your eyes
Think of the thinnest of lips
Give the bronze to your face
In him the valiant of the walk
He had stiff knees
He used to travel around the country like a speeder
For the desperate ones to be sucks
The dark clouds covering the sky of Istanbul are ramping into the city like black harbingers of a deep mourning… A heavy nightmare curtain rising from the horizons is spreading around. At this moment, the composition of the Turkish poem, the sun of the Turk, has withdrawn from the Turkishness fez. And the poem of Şems is mourning Him. The sky looks shyly at this gadget of nature with eyes that will be divorced.
The night ... The first night of mourning ... The first darkness that descended on a fading rain of light ... Everywhere was buried in a deep grave silence. Through the curtains drawn windows, the hoarse voice of the radio is heard every now and then: Black news is spreading all over the world. And he is drowned in snarling grunts and hiccups.
Autumn is known as the season of sadness. Nobody muscle from a month Hel ... also for those living in the Republic of Turkey November 10 is the day when all of the most intense sadness. For, November 10 is the last breath of a leader who gifted a republic to a people whose land he cleansed from the invaders.
The great leader who gave his life for his homeland “To see me does not necessarily mean to see my face. If you understand my ideas, my emotions and feel, this is enough." he said. As the indomitable guardians of freedom, independence, sovereignty, republic and revolutions, it is our most sacred duty to guide his ideas and words. In this direction, his words were presented to the users with this application and it was aimed to help our duty against Ata.
O great Father of the Turk!
When it is necessary to protect our independence and our Republic, regardless of the circumstances and conditions we will be in, we are determined to overcome all obstacles and overcome all difficulties by taking our strength and courage from the noble blood in our veins.
Developer email
info@oyildirim.dev
Developer website
https://oyildirim.dev/v2/index.htmlReleased
Dec 6, 2020
Current version
1.1.1
Android version
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