The Return of the Kyrgyz from Altai to their Homeland
Under the banners of their clans
Finally leaving Altai,
The Kyrgyz set out on a long journey —
To the promised homeland.
Everyone has one desire:
To return quickly to Ala-Too,
Where for ages
The blood has fallen from the Kyrgyz umbilical cord.
The turbulent streams of Ili
With household goods and livestock
Struggled through both swimming and wading.
Bypassing the steep pass,
They entered the valley of Uch-Aral,
Along the rivers Konuz and Zhergalan
They entered the expanse of Sary-Ozon.
On the slopes, gentle feather grass,
Below, flowers, gardens, grass —
A green silk carpet.
Not knowing what dust is,
The leaves tremble in the wind.
Spring water springs bubble.
Lakes, rivers, and ponds,
Gray mountains, forests, meadows
And blue skies!
And this wonderful land
Was given to the Kyrgyz by the Creator Himself!
On the warm morning dew
Children ran barefoot.
Girls, joyfully squealing,
Bathed in the river naked.
Heroes on their native land,
Under the stars, at night by the fire
Snored together until morning.
There is no foreign soul around!
Native sky! Peace! Tranquility!
With his entourage, the elder Koshoy
Set out to meet Manas.
— I am glad that finally
I have seen my entire people!
Wandering long across the land,
Each clan has returned home.
Now we must preserve
Unity, friendship, and stronghold.
But if again each clan
Lives here on its own,
Then the enemy will come to us once more,
Defeating us one by one.
Bitter fate awaits us again.
And for the people to be whole, united,
They must be ruled by one khan!
You have proven it, Manas,
You know how to hold power in your hands!
There, beyond the golden valley,
There are two rivers: Ken-Kol, Talas, —
There you will build your city,
And set up a throne just right.
I will defend
The clan Katagan and the native land here.
You keep in touch, Manas, with me! —
So advised uncle Koshoy.
Then Akbalta took the word
And supported Koshoy's speech,
About how Khan Manas
Must protect all the Kyrgyz clan.
— For us, Manas, you are the shield and sword.
To be your support,
I will stay here in the valley.
And if the enemy comes here,
I will call for your help.
And three venerable elders:
Koshoy, Zhakyp, and Akbalta —
In tears, they embraced farewell
And, parting by clans,
Headed to their native lands.
Becoming the khan of khans, er-Manas
Set out with his entourage to Talas.
Epic "Manas". Tale of the Liberation of Turkestan from Chinese Invaders