🌿 Adana’s Forgotten Song 🌿 – Ksirov H Kushan

🌿 Adana’s Forgotten Song 🌿 – Ksirov H Kushan

🌿 Adana’s Forgotten Song 🌿 Beneath the sun of Cilicia’s plain, where cotton fields drink the rain, I hear an ancient voice call — not Turkish alone, but Kurdish in thrall. Blood of the Zagros rides the wind, from Lur and Kurd the roots have pinned, woven into Adana’s earth, hidden in silence, denied its birth. Not just a border, not just a name — in the veins of Adana runs the same, a whisper of Kurdistan, strong and old, a story in the soil, …