“They Don't Want Us Together”
They don’t want the Kurds to be together,
Nor Armenians, nor Georgians too.
A land of brotherhood, of ancient ties,
They fear what unity could do.
They sow the seeds of division,
In every corner, in every mind,
But our roots are deeper than their lies,
And our strength they will not bind.
They draw their lines and break our hearts,
With whispers from afar, unseen,
But the mountains, the rivers, and the stars,
Have witnessed all that has been.
They don't want us together,
The Turks and others, with their chains,
Even Germans in Argentina say,
“Our unity only brings them pains.”
Not with European interference,
Not with their borders and their chains,
But with our hearts, our land, our blood,
We’ll heal the wounds, break all the reins.
Together, we will rise again,
No matter the divisions they try to sew,
The Kurds, the Armenians, the Georgians—
We will stand, and together we will grow.