Görogly 

I used to remember Görogly at that time. His enemies took his head and went away. They did it in order to prevent the Türkmens from ever uniting again under a leader. But Jygalybeg is alive. There is no place in the whole story that says that Jygalybeg died. Perhaps Jygalybeg has been waiting until now for a courageous young Türkmen to come to life. We need courageous, lion-like, tough young men to take care of enslaved Türkmens. We need Görogly Beg.  

(29.) 


Lend me Görogly’s curved sword and your spear to me, Jygalybeg !

No fear! I shall fight to death. Give me your own crown, Jygalybeg !...

(31.) 


It is in the moral area of my heart and memory that Oguz Han, Togrul Beg and Görogly Beg and many of the others live.

(74.) 


You find the spirit of Görogly riding his horse all through our land at a gallop for the defence of all the oppressed, ill-treated and innocent.

(78.) 


I desire to talk with our ancestors who rode on horseback in the depths of history. 
I try to talk with them, with their fame. However they are busy with their important problems. Suddenly you hear Görogly’s enthusiastic voice from the mountains:

O lads! Let’s feast and drink,

And relieve our hearts for a while,

Let’s push our enemies off and clear the way

As our ancestors did.

 

Thy Görogly says, “You, guys!

Fill the bowls full!

I am proud of the Turkmen!

I love you all!”

 

You shout, “Görogly, Görogly Beg, I am here!” Görogly does not hear you! However, you hear his voice, the hoof-falls of his galloping horse, as they are close by you. Tears fall from your eyes. The mountains where Görogly lived became misty...

(97.) 


The soul of Görogly said:

“The nation that travels a straight road is happy. The happiness of the nation is the basis of the brave preservation of the country and the territory. Today, the happiness of your nation is in your hands. Saparmyrat, show the way of the golden life to the Türkmen nation. This will be your task; this will be your way.”

(148.) 


Today, we have reached the state and statehood that Görogly Beg desired.

(153.) 


Just as Görogly came into the light of this world from the grave, I also came to this world from the ruins.

(154.) 


Görogly has opened new horizons in my life; there was justice in his world. I have understood that there can be nothing greater than justice.

(156.) 


When I considered my situation, I understood that I was not an orphan! How can someone be an orphan if he has a father like Oguz Han, a teacher like Gorkut Ata, an elder brother like Görogly, an advisor like Magtymguly?

(156.) 


The Görogly Era, the third era in Türkmen history, was the era when the world heard the reputation of the Türkmen nation.

(157.) 


The directions of Görogly Beg have remained in the memory of the people as the way of Görogly Beg and the directions of the father Magtymguly have remained in the memory of the people as the way of Magtymguly.

(164.) 


Read Oghuznama, Gorkut Ata, or Görogly and you see a harmony with nature; this harmony reminds you of the relations between father and son. Thus Türkmen nation calls this country the “homeland.” This kind of relationship gives the Türkmen spirit naturalness, health, spiritual loftiness, and beauty. In this we can see the affinity between the hero Gorkut Ata and the rivers and the plains, and the respect and attachment of Görogly for the mountains.

(180.) 


The Görogly Epics show where arrogance leads to. The story is so clear that even the blind can see its meaning.

Görogly goes on a hunting trip together with forty of his warriors and puts them under the command of Köse, saying they should bring back forty types of game. He himself sits and drinks wine, one glass of wine, then a second, then a third. His adopted son, Öwez, tries to persuade him not to drink. Görogly says:

O my Öwez, say ‘Right’ to whatever I say otherwise I’ll cut your head off!

- Right, my master.

- Even Nowºirvan Adil never ruled fairly, but I do.

- Right, my master!

- Even Hatam Taýam didn’t share fairly, but I do!

- Right, my master!

- Even Ali the Great, didn’t fight, but I do!

- O my master, you speak presumptuously because you challenged the Qur’an!

Görogly himself sees that he has really gone far beyond the limit, takes all the warriors’ blankets and sleeps. In his drunken sleep he is captured by Arap Reýhan. Arap Reýhan boasts of his power while carrying Görogly away to his lands. So, having been captive to his own arrogance, Görogly gives Arap some advice even though he is his enemy:

I stole a sheep from every range,

Looted all Istanbul,

Scourged by my arrogance, here to crouch.

Arap, never be so arrogant!

Görogly even advises his rival not to be so arrogant. Arap Reýhan’s arrogance leads to his death and Görogly’s plea for mercy leads him to freedom.

(193-194.) 


Görogly and Alp Arslan were not ordinary men. So who becomes haughty? Those who are always successful may become arrogant. 

(197.) 


Tigers roar in her canyons and her summits are cloudy,

Her mountains where the eagles nest on their heights remain always young,

The great land, on her outskirts mountain cities are built, is safe,

There are bowers in Çandybil and the future is the time of magnificence,

There are the messages of Görogly on her mountains, they said.

(271.) 


The legendary hero Görogly did not play his dutar in vain. The spirit of this age was symbolized by this particular instrument. The spirit of this age accumulated the strength that broke stones and destroyed mountains. This strength had impacts not only on the ground but in the sky as well.

The political and military pace at which Oguz Han travelled became a cultural and historical pace. The spiritual leader of this era is Görogly.

(292.) 


I sometimes get so tired. I take the first opportunity to visit the stables at that time. My white horse starts neighing and moving around when he hears my footsteps. He expresses his love for me like that. He approaches. I caress his head. I comb his mane. I look into his eyes that are like apples. Görogly’s saying comes into my mind: “White horse, if you can speak, then do so.” Although he can’t speak, he expresses his pleasure with his eyes. I feel like I should give him a hug. Then I remember Görogly again. I understand better why he says, “I didn’t wish I had a son, but I wished I had my horse.”

(343.)