Gold leaf, emerald robes, silken lies, palace halls, an inherited caliphate, a sultanate of dread From the Palace howls the owl, Drunk on blood, defiling the crown A beast in robes of old command With claws that tore through motherland What we need; a salvation Alaturka monarchy, finale of grandeur Danse Macabre, failure of pleasure Crescent rose where tyrants fell dead Waltz of Sultans, in blood we tread No crown shall chain the will we've grown We broke their throne! Land is our own! Blood runs deep where loyalty died Martyrs fell, as Sultan sold the pride Yet from the ashes, truth would rise In red-lit streets, defiance cries We need one, needs no crown! We need one, needs no throne! Alaturka monarchy, finale of grandeur Danse Macabre, failure of pleasure Crescent rose where tyrants fell dead Waltz of Sultans, in blood we tread No crown shall chain the will we've grown We broke their throne! Land is our own! What we seek; a liberation What we seek; a new foundation The chains will break, the fire will rise And truth will blaze across the skies What we need; a revolution What we need; a salvation, A million voices pierced the dusk And shook the throne of the unjust The sultans faltered in their final dance, Blood filled the air as the homeland slipped away, Encircled by enemies on every side, “We need one without a crown,” the people cried. From the heart of pain, a leader rose, history was rewritten… Victory is ours! Wounded like wolves, yet rose as ghazis. Father of the Turks with courage in his blue eyes Father of the Turks a mind that shines, so bold and wise Father of the Turks path of freedom, proud and bright Father of the Turks led us through the darkest night Hey! (Armies) Hey! (Your) Hey! (First) Hey! (Target) Hey! (is the) Hey! (Mediterrean) Hey! (Forward!) Hey! Fire! Father of the brave, our light, our guide, With you, we walk in honor, side by side. Your voice still echoes in our hearts For every dawn, we know just who we are. Crescent rose where tyrants fell dead Waltz of Sultans, in blood we tread No crown shall chain the will we've grown We broke their throne! Land is our own!