Sargon Gabriel - Hakkari

I will go to Mount Hakkari, the mountain of my noble ancestors
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain

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I will drink the ancient wine, my bade the hands of beautiful women
I will recite (Rawee) songs of longing, for my homeland that I will never forget
I will drink the ancient wine, my bade the hands of beautiful women
I will recite (Rawee) songs of longing, for my homeland that I will never forget

I will go to Mount Hakkari, the mountain of my noble ancestors
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain

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And the beautiful women there, adorned in Jolleh D'Khomala (Assyrian tranditional clothing)
Their waists decorated with gold and silver, and in red and yellow are their robes\
And the beautiful women there, adorned in Jolleh D'Khomala (Assyrian tranditional clothing)
Their waists decorated with gold and silver, and in red and yellow are their robes\

I will go to Mount Hakkari, the mountain of my noble ancestors
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain

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The long (khigga) dance begins, and the great young men dance
Men of Jilu, Bazzi and Tyareh, also Tkhoma, with their swords and shields
The long (khigga) dance begins, and the great young men dance
Men of Jilu, Bazzi and Tyareh, also Tkhoma, with their swords and shields

I will go to Mount Hakkari, the mountain of my noble ancestors
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain

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The flutes and drums are playing, roaring wiht a melodious loud sound
The singers are singing, and the young men and women are dancing
The flutes and drums are playing, roaring wiht a melodious loud sound
The singers are singing, and the young men and women are dancing

I will go to Mount Hakkari, the mountain of my noble ancestors
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain

My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain
My father hails from mountains and valleys, my mother from the wild plain