The Fire of Kurdish Liberation Burns Brightly (KNZR)

[Anthea]

What is the fire of a nation?
By: Kurzanin

A nation that forgets its own fire, is ruled by the dust of others

Fire is not just a fire, it is a memory, an honor, a sacred heritage for generations.

Our fire is the bravery of ancestors who made rocks into cities, turned mountains into temples and unbreakable standing of an empire.

It's the wisdom of those who ran the earth, planted the first products, looked at the stars and wrote the story of civilization.

When a nation forgets their own fire, they become blind to their own power. They bow to foreign rulers, follow false prophets, accept chains like jewels. Let others define them, until the only thing left is silence and submission.

This is the form of burying nations — not only with the force of weapons, but with the slow shutdown of memory and will.

Kurdistan has been divided for many hundreds of years, betrayal has been taken and edited. Yet the Kurdish bliss is still in the mountains, in the songs, in the language that mothers whisper to their children, it burns fire. That bliss must not be forgotten, because it is the only way back to freedom.

Being aware means saving the fire. Reminding means waking up. Our invaders are not afraid of our weapons, but afraid of our consciousness, because a conscious nation cannot be slaved.

A nation that will receive their own fire, they will no longer kneel. They no longer allow religion to wrapthem in chains, and leaders will not accept to sell their glory comfortably.

Every Kurd is carrying a lot. If we unite, those flames will become a fire that no empire can extinguish.

The fire of Kurdistan is more than staying - it is fate. Calls us to stand proud, live with glory, and to achieve a future that is ours.

So wake up, you children of Zagroz.

Keep the fire safe.

Let it not be stolen.

Let it not be extinguished.

Because if we forget our own fire, we will live forever under the ashes of others.

But if we remember, the whole world will see Kurdistan shining bright again.

[Anthea]

Are we worshippers of fire?
By: Kurzanin

When Kurds say fire is holy, it doesn't mean that we worship fire. We are not slaves to fire and idols. We don't give respect to the rocks or the false gods of the invaders. Fire is sacred because it is the immortal flag of our civilization, the living memory of our nation

The fire of Nowruz is not a fest, it is not a folklore for tourists. The flame of 11,000 years of Zagroz civilization, which was brought through blood and betrayal, is kept alive in the hearts of a nation that refused to die. The fire of the 19.5 year old in Mrazan hill, the fire of the first temples, the first stars in the sky, the first wheat planted in the ground.

The fire of the builders of the first civilization

This is what made the invaders afraid of our fire. For hundreds of years, the Persians, Arabs, Turks, all those emperors who destroyed Kurdistan tried to extinguish the fire of civilization. They have their scum, false prophets, ungodly books that are used as weapons, brought to our eradication. They told us to bow, to obey, to forget who we are. They wanted Kurds without will and without remembrance, Kurds without fire and without passion.

But every Newroz proved that they failed. The fire is still rising from the mountains. The fire is still calling for the nation to wake up.

And today, we must understand its meaning more clearly than ever before:

The fire is not religion, it is self-determination.
The fire is not a ceremony, but a revolution.
The fire is not worship, but a fight against slavery.

Every Kurd has to choose: to keep the fire alive, or to live under the ashes of others. Bowing down to Mullah, Sheikh, Darabag or the occupied palace while our land is being stolen is treason. Hiding behind the empty prayers while Kurdistan is bleeding is cowardice. The faith without freedom is nothing but a conspiracy.

Our forefathers lit the first fire of humanity. Now it is our duty to light the fire of freedom. Not only for Newroz, but to live, just like Khasro did, like every Kurdistan rebels did. The invaders are not afraid of our feasts, but they are afraid of our resurrection.

Wake up, children of Zagroz. Keep the fire safe. Fire him with courage, sacrifice, unity. Let it cry until there is no cripple, until Kurdistan will stand free.

The fire is our destiny and this time, it will burn for our victory

[Anthea]

For Kurds and Kurdistan
By: Kurzanin

Oh the Lord of the great heavens,
Tonight under the stars we lift our hearts up to you.
The mountains are our neighborhoods,
Rivers are our sacred texts,
The wind, the breath of our past.
Oh the guardian of Zagroz,
Watch over us like you used to watch over us once upon a time
The holy fire of Mehra,
The songs of the old,
The bravery of the materials,
And the secrets of Mrazan hill.
We are a nation with long mouth walking in the shadows,
But our Rawan is forever drawn by the sun.
Let the darkness of no oppressor dim our light.
Let our girls go free and with their hair in the wind.
Let our sons rise up with the voice of courage and independence.
Oh God of Kurds and Kurdistan.
Bless our homeland,
From the mountains of Amad to the valleys of Erbil.
From Kurmanshawa to Wan,
From delok to mahabad.
Bless every mother who cries for her child,
Every cleaner who is sleeping on the ground,
Every child dreams of a free dawn.
Hold our prayers through the night like a mashkhal
Until the heart of the stars reaches.
Let Kurdistan never be erased.
Rather like the sun rises
Permanent, shiny, uninvited.
Long live the Kurds.
Long live Kurdistan.
Long live the light and freedom

[Anthea]

The dark cloud of the poisonous desert
cannot cover the sun of Zagroz!
By: Kurzanin

The Kurdish nation is one of the oldest nations in the world, a heritage civilization with a history of more than twelve thousand years, its beard is in the mountains of Zagroz and the Mesopotamia.

From the first agricultural communities and sacred places like Grazan, to the kingdoms of Guti, Hoori
The Kurds are a living continuation of civilization and humanity.

But today, this old nation is at the forefront of destruction. By the hands of ISIS/ Salafi movement and groups of "Ikhwan" which they named themselves, by the support and plan of the local forces including Turkey, Iran, Iraq, Syria, Qatar and Saudi Arabia.

Kurds are facing a campaign to destroy their culture. This is not just political overthrow, but a systematic war of purifying ideas and culture, an intentional attempt to silence Kurdish language, history, arts, traditions, and Kurdish national identity.

Religion is used as a sword and a monster that this destruction is underneath.
What we are seeing is not just a wave of "re-Islamicism" of Kurds, but an attempt to bury thousands of years of civilization in the name of religion.

This is an objective and self-destructive attack on one of the most fundamental cultures of humanity.

The world must understand: Destroying the Kurds is not only division of a nation from their freedom, but it is also a strike of civilization.

Kurdistan is not just a homeland for its people, it is a living museum of humanity, a field of science, and a continuous bridge between old and new.

The Kurdish nation asks for urgent cooperation.

The struggle is not only Kurdish, it is global, to remain cultural, historical truth, and human dignity. Silence is sharing the last part of a civilized clean-up that threatens all humanity.

Kurdistan must live, Kurdish civilization must continue

[Anthea]

An urgent announcement:
The eradication of Kurdish nation has to STOP!
By: Kurzanin

Over the past several years, a dangerous project has been underway on the Kurdish nation and has become more arrogant: the systematic use of Islamic ideology, the networks of Ikhwan, the Salafi groups, mosques and schools are used as a tool to eradicate the Kurds.

Behind these plans and institutions, the regional states: Turkey, Qatar, Saudi, Iran, Syria and Iraq, have been source for a campaign not religion and religion, but to destroy the culture of Kurdish nation.

The objective is clear: the separation of Kurds from language, art, history, memory, clothes and traditions.

Transforming a 25 thousand years civilization with one secured identity card, coalition and permanent bond.

This is not a religion, it is an armed system of purifying the civilization of 25 thousand years of Kurds.

If this plan succeeds, the Kurdish nation will not only lose its freedom, but the world will also lose one of its oldest living cultures.

Resistance is not only staying, it is defending the history of humanity.

Kurdistan should be resistant and protect the glorious Kurdish nation and destroy the pure war. Our nation and civilization must endure and remain forever.

Kurds must wake up YOU ARE NOT MUSLIMS. You sing, dance, play music. Your ladies have always had a place of respect often leading and fighting alongside men in times of conflict. Kurdish ladies wear beautiful colorful clothes. DO NOT take the respect and dignity from Kurdish ladies, treat them like rubbish and make them wear black rubbish sacks. These beautiful ladies are your mothers, sisters, children, who care for your homes and lands while YOU lazy Kurdish men in UK spend your spare time gambling in coffee shops. PS gambling is also illegal in Islam

[Anthea]

The hidden war of erasing Kurdish identity:
The threat of the Muslim Brotherhood
By: Kurzanin

In Kurdistan, a silent and dangerous war is going on, not with bombs and bullets, but through imported ideology, of the Muslim Brotherhood in mosques and in the media

The weapon is the terrorist organization of the Muslim Brotherhood. An extremist network of global terrorism which is supported by Turkey, Qatar and other states and is funded. Under the mass of religion, they spread propaganda to weaken Kurdish unity, eradicate our language and replace our old culture with dangerous foreign fundamentalist beliefs.

The goal of the Muslim Brotherhood is clear: changing the brave and proud Kurds into an obedient instrument for the imperial plans of Ankara. They rob the schools, charity organizations, and religious centers, teaching our youth to hate their roots, flag, and country.

Every speech they say, every organization they build, has one goal, to destroy Kurdish culture and the people of Kurdistan.

This organization is banned in most of the world because of terrorism, fraud and extremism. But, in some parts of Kurdistan it works freely, it poison the minds and separates families from each other. It is time for our nation and Kurdish parties to rise up, the Muslim Brotherhood should be officially recognized as a terrorist organization in Kurdistan, banned, banned, dismissed, and expelled.

The leaders and their active members should be prosecuted for terrorism and national treason.

Our faith is Kurdish, our inheritance is Zagroz and our destiny should not be blackened dangerous fundamentalist

[Anthea]

"The rise of the mountain nation"
By: Kurzanin

O sons and daughters of the holy mountains, O children of Zagroz, listen!

It has been a great many years since you have slept under the ashes of foreigners' lies.

You forgot the fire that burned within your blood.

Your forefathers were not slaves, nor a lost tribe in the dust of occupation.

They were the creators of the first light,
The founders of justice, dignity and bravery.

Look what they got to them!

Poison of other religions, other flags, other languages have been spilled on them. ,
Until you bow down to those who will shake in front of you one day.

But now I tell you, the time of forgetfulness is over.
The era of awakening has begun!
Wake up, O Kurdish glorious Zagroz!
Break the bondage of slavery through the false brotherhood that divided them.
Cut the curtains on your old sun.
Return to the holy fire of your past,
The fire of mehra, the wisdom and wisdom of the elders, the power of the material.

You are not a hopeless nation,
You are the children of those who first called the mountains home,
When they drew the stars to the stones.
Let their memories enlighten your heart.
Let their glory show you the way.
From Amad to Mahabad, from Afrin to Khanaqin,
Stand as one voice, one nation, one fate.
Because when the Kurdish Rawan will rise again.
The world remembers who first lit the civilization pole.

Wake up, you Kurds!
The mountains are calling your name.
Answer them with fire, with faith, freely!
And the sentiments of your past will go with you again.

[Anthea]

Oh Kurdish People

Awake and remember you children of the sun

You are the oldest nation and civilization on earth

Remember who you are!

Before the Empires rose and were destroyed

Before any religious book were written

You built the first parliament of the rock and light

From the mountains to the plain, it was your ancient hands that created civilization

You were the teachers of the world, the first farmers, engineers, mathematics, doctors and protectors of the holy fire

Whenever the darkness covers Kurdistan, when the kings betrayed and the invaders put Kurdish land in chains, it was the mountains that gave you shelter, protected your land, the wise elders always lead Kurds to freedom

Leaders gathered together the Native tribes, lite the fire anew and raised the flag of freedom

They did not build the emperors of materialism in light that once shaken the world

Now, the time has come again

The fire still burns under the rocks of Zagroz

Wake Up, Kurds of the mountains, Wake Up!

Revive the spirits of the elders within you

Dance round the fire of truth

You were the first builders of civilization and you will rebuild it

The preservers of memory and the sacred soul of KURDISTAN

[Anthea]

Before religion, there was light of truth
By: Kurzanin

Before the walls of religion were raised to imprison humanity, before men claimed authority over the saints in the name of God,

There was light of truth, the pure bliss of ancient rulings which freely settled in the hearts and minds of our ancestors.

It was not a fearful faith but a living connection between humanity and nature: mountains, rivers, and the silent wisdom of the animal kingdom.

At that time, the sun was the first book of heaven, fire was the first prayer, and the breath of wind was the first holy voice.

Then religion came with its chains, mullahs, sheikhs, and lies, that broke the rope that united human beings.

It taught submission instead of understanding, felt guilt instead of gratitude, and replaced eternal light with blind obedience.

But the memory of that first light still shines within us. He calls us back not to the temples of stone, but to the holiness within and around us.

Before religion, there was truth
Before fear, there was peace.
Before all the lies, there was light.

[Anthea]

Where self-awakening came from
By: Kurdzanin

From the beginning, silence was winging over the world, neither village nor city were yet built.
Zagroz mountain slept under the sky of endless fire.
And inside of them, mother earth dreams.
dream of eyes that can see its beauty,
With hands that can shape stones,
With a mind that can name the stars.
Then, from his breath and dust, he created his own mirror.

Humans ؛
Not as a ruler, not as a servant,
But as a reflection of itself
God knows himself through the mind.
It was here, in the sacred valley of the world,
In the valleys of Gre Mirazan,
In the springs of charmo,
Under the sky of Shanadar,
When the dream opened its eyes.

There was fire, stones rolled, songs were born.
And in that moment, the universe recognized its image.
A creature that can think, imagine, and love.
This was the first wake of awareness,

It was the awakening of God in man.
There was no God who descended from the clouds,
But the mountain itself was awakening.
The rivers were holding thoughts,
The wind, was sticking his tongue in our songs,

And the first Kurds live together like the children of the land.
They did not need a temple to talk to the saints,
Because holiness was everywhere:
In the sound of a cave voting,
In the rhythm of a drum,
In a heartbeat that match the earthbeat.

Kurdistan, the first lane of fire awakening, the real mountain.
Perfect place where mother nature could dream freely,
It became the first state of consciousness.
Here, God did not give orders from above ؛

It lives within and within every rock, every tree, every breath.
And in that first awakening,
The light started to spread,
To the plains of Somer, to the lands of Ilam.
To the corners of the world.

But his flame is still the brightest
Where it first lit:
In the heart of Zagroz,
On the way to the Kurdish nation.