Lyric of Ottoman Turkish - Plevne Marşı [Plevna March] - Mohammad Mubahan Cihan Shah (محمد موبهان چهان شاه)

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Selasa, 13 Juni 2017

Lyric of Ottoman Turkish - Plevne Marşı [Plevna March]

Plevna March or Osman Pasha March was written in order to commemorate Osman Pasha, who led Ottoman troops in the Siege of Plevna.
It was sung under the name of Old Plevna March by Hafız Yaşar Bey and his group in 1910 (not definite) and underwent some changes before it took its final version. According to this record, it had been written by Mehmet Ali Bey. According to other sources, it was written by Mithat Efendi and composed by Armenian composer Dikran Tchouhadjian. There are still other sources that claim the song was written by Georges Pera and composed by Edouard Taxim where these names only represent the nicknames.
Its tone is Con tristezza, which means with sadness.



Lyric:
Tuna Nehri akmam diyor,
Etrafımı yıkmam diyor,
Şanı büyük Osman Paşa,
Plevne'den çıkmam diyor.

Düşman Tuna'yı atladı,
Karakolları yokladı,
Osman Paşa'nın kolunda,
Beş bin top birden patladı...

Tuna Nehri akar gider,
Etrafını yıkar gider,
Şanı büyük Osman Paşa,
Düşmanları kırar gider...

Kılıcımı vurdum taşa,
Taş yarıldı baştan başa,
Namı büyük Osman Paşa,
Askerinle binler yaşa.


Arabic-Turks Lyric:
تونا نهري أكمام ديور،
إفرافيمي يكمم ديور،
سني بيك عثمان فسا،
فليفني دين كيكمام ديور.

دسمان تونا يي تلد،
كركولاري يقلد،
عثمان فسا نين كولوندا،
بس بن توب بيرد فاتلادي.

تونا نهري أقر جدير،
اطرافيني يقر جدير،
سني بيك عثمان فسا،
دوسمانلاري قرار جدير.

كلكم فورد طاسة،
طعس ياريلدي باستن بس،
نامي بيك عثمان فسا،
اسكرينل بين ياسى.


Translated:
The Danube River says,
I say do not break my skin,
The great Osman Pasha,
He says not to leave Plevne.

The enemy jumped the Danube,
He did not see the police stations,
On Osman Pasha's arm,
Five thousand balls exploded ...

The Danube River flows,
It rushes around,
The great Osman Pasha,
The enemies will break ...

I struck my stalk,
The stone was split from the beginning,
Namlı the great Osman Pasha,
Live thousands with your soldiers.