To each of the four seasons adorn the Bolu and environment with their own beauty. Among the cities of Anatolia wiest the city in their songs, legends and heroes in their specificity.
Previously, it was the center of the Bolu region Anatolian Bythinien and bore the name of the city or Klaudius Klaudiopolis. Over time, the name of the Klaudius forget remained as a city name or polishing Polis. It was with time Bolu.
After the Battle of Malazgirt in 1071 spread the Seldschuktürken in groups in Anatolia. About talk came after Bolu and besieged by the then Governor Byzantine Bolus, Zavkum defended fortress. Shortly after the fortress fell into the hands of Turkish invaders, the city of Bolu from that day was part of the Anatolian Chen Seldschukischen Empire.
The hero and singers, the mountains of his Namengab
If Bolu, so we have our hero of the songs, Köroğlu [= son of the blind] in the sense. He is the invincible Hald and singer of the mountains bolus as a hero who has conquered the hearts, he lives on the tongues of the people, Bolu has strengthened and enthusiastic. Who was this Köroğlu? Some want him as a singer, who in the 16th Und 17 Century in the mountains bolus lived and the love of the people has acquired, other than a hero, in the Seljuk time the Muslim people against the cruel Byzantine governor bolus protected. The historians may try to decide the important thing is actually the epic side Köroğlus, ie his extraordinary exploits, his openness, his courage, its strength lies in its skills in battle. There is something that Köroğlu from the other heroes of the other songs highlights: He was a singer ... Most heroes from the other songs, the singers are famous. But Köroğlu bear next to the sword in the belt, the sign on the arm, behind him on his horse his saz [stringed instrument of the Turkish folk music]. He wears his own heroic song. Such heroes have not often seen.
It opposes the lords of Bolu, the people depressed, the right of orphans and prevents the right and push aside the oppression to his banner. Fights against him, he turns against his cannons and guns with armed troops. Gathered around him are people who are the oppressive grip of the Prince of Bolu escape. And mothers, sisters, father lots, lonely. This was Köroğlu to sign, he won the love of the people. This love gave him more courage. The revenge, which he wants to take his father, whose eyes without right of princes of Bolu ausgestochen have been, he has collected to the ideal. Not cowardly and treacherous, but openly and courageously. Not from the ambush, but in an open challenge:
Grüsst me the Prince of Bolu,
He should come and climb these mountains.
From Schwirren the arrows of the sound shields
To echo the mountains.
The enemy came, his crowds were in rows,
On our forehead is a black fate written,
The gun was invented, the Mannesmut disappeared.
The sword must Krumm in the vagina corrode.
Vergeht of Köroğlu glory, Leaving most of the war.
The welding of the mold, the blood of the enemy
Should flow and wet my clothes.
He is a heroic singers, with high artistic appreciation manfully his voice against the princes of Bolu rises. He also has a companion: Ayvaz. Of course, like any hero also Köroğlu in love, married, it was a true delight-proppen of a son born ... All this is his hero flowers stories ... Köroğlu is like a monument with this wreath on the main mountain in the Çamlıdağ rejects.
Finally, Köroğlu his revenge on the lords of Bolu, he is blind, has become the Köroğlu he prays for mercy, the people are happy about the salvation of his oppression, the stoves are lit, the cooking pots steam ... The Köroğlu has a throne in the hearts fought, the centuries-long reign there. His male voice is in the Assembly of the heroes sounds, roars into the hero of songs.
The brave man has stood the fig flees,
The battle space bebt of bluster.
The High Shah opened the Council
The quatrain of folk singer erschallen.
When the hero is brüstet,
When the arrows in its orbit in the battle,
If the Streitaxt proposes to the plate,
The Shield schallend erbebt.
From Bolu rises from not only the hero and singer Köroğlu his voice, a whole series of folk singers, among them Aşık Dertli [Aşık = folk singers, Dertli = Betrübter] also lets his voice from the mountains down bolus erschallen in Anatolia. Today, a little behind Bolu, on the road from Ankara to Istanbul, on the mountain Esentepe, a modest anmutiges monument. Here is the grave of Aşık Dertli. It was in 1722 in the village Şahnalar between Bolu and talk born, and even as a child he started Saz in the hand and left his homeland. He too, like the other folk singer suffered auswegslose Betrübnis, suffered from the tribulation of his treulosen treasure, therefore wandered from country to country, finally, he captured the homesick and no longer return to his village and died in 1845. People from talk buried him on the winds of umwehten Esentepe. There he sings at all hours of the day to the most grave past and the coming Dertli Gedenkenden, like a spring breeze linde following song:
They ask after me
My treasure with black eyelashes and straight brows.
Your memory does not leave my lips,
Since we were born we do not laugh, my poor treasure.
If I love the horse besteige, it accepts no race,
Before pain passes me the meaning,
It has long been my gram,
Is her heart to me like a stone.
The Betrübte is in the wretched strangers,
Freely he acquires fame.
My Pasha, so her eye deviates from the path,
Her hands dyed with henna, my weinender treasure.
Bolu is not only the home of the singer, the beauty of nature there have been established around the crowds. The Abant Lake, Seven Lakes [Yedi Göller] is the only jewelry fairies fairy tale. From Bolu Schwazen sea to cover wiete forests and who these forests in the middle of the Seven Lakes has seen, has no eye for other beauties. Or at least coch can imagine nothing better. Up to fifty to sixty-meter-high pine trees, only two, comprises three people can be, between tall trees to tiny aquarium-like seven lakes, each in another of seven colors. Unknown shades of blue, green. In August blows hot one, who knows where and how, a pleasant cool to the body, mind and soul refreshed. From the rock flow and brausend the foamy water, a Labsal for the ears. Here, in the woods Bolus, the Seven Lakes.
Council for the Ratlose, alleviation for the Betrübten, they live federbeschwingt their happiness and share it generously with the people here, on the seven lakes was once home to the good fairy, it is said to the residents of forest villages. Later, the son of the Prince of Bolu on hunting and pursued a white dove. The dove flew from branch to branch, held on and flew it and came to the place where the Seven Lakes. And the princely son behind. It is precisely spans the arc and he wants the arrow down, as it becomes beautiful girls. For the Sten son loses the mind becomes soft in the knees, fingers, the arch span, lose their power. The arrow reaches its destination. The fairy girl at heart taken, oh, a black cloud, a thundering, erbebt the earth, the sky is crying. Shortly afterwards created brausende boiling streams and lakes these mountains. And the fairies, they leave after this sad event this place. The flowing water, bubbling springs, as they say, the life blood of the fairy girl. The sound of water, their howling.
Its history aside, in fact, the Seven Lakes a sight in the lap of Mother Nature.
The Good, the beauty and love are the whispers of Seven Lakes to her ear. True satisfaction, the secrecy discover happiness in this quiet, this colourful corner of our country.
Previously, it was the center of the Bolu region Anatolian Bythinien and bore the name of the city or Klaudius Klaudiopolis. Over time, the name of the Klaudius forget remained as a city name or polishing Polis. It was with time Bolu.
After the Battle of Malazgirt in 1071 spread the Seldschuktürken in groups in Anatolia. About talk came after Bolu and besieged by the then Governor Byzantine Bolus, Zavkum defended fortress. Shortly after the fortress fell into the hands of Turkish invaders, the city of Bolu from that day was part of the Anatolian Chen Seldschukischen Empire.
The hero and singers, the mountains of his Namengab
If Bolu, so we have our hero of the songs, Köroğlu [= son of the blind] in the sense. He is the invincible Hald and singer of the mountains bolus as a hero who has conquered the hearts, he lives on the tongues of the people, Bolu has strengthened and enthusiastic. Who was this Köroğlu? Some want him as a singer, who in the 16th Und 17 Century in the mountains bolus lived and the love of the people has acquired, other than a hero, in the Seljuk time the Muslim people against the cruel Byzantine governor bolus protected. The historians may try to decide the important thing is actually the epic side Köroğlus, ie his extraordinary exploits, his openness, his courage, its strength lies in its skills in battle. There is something that Köroğlu from the other heroes of the other songs highlights: He was a singer ... Most heroes from the other songs, the singers are famous. But Köroğlu bear next to the sword in the belt, the sign on the arm, behind him on his horse his saz [stringed instrument of the Turkish folk music]. He wears his own heroic song. Such heroes have not often seen.
It opposes the lords of Bolu, the people depressed, the right of orphans and prevents the right and push aside the oppression to his banner. Fights against him, he turns against his cannons and guns with armed troops. Gathered around him are people who are the oppressive grip of the Prince of Bolu escape. And mothers, sisters, father lots, lonely. This was Köroğlu to sign, he won the love of the people. This love gave him more courage. The revenge, which he wants to take his father, whose eyes without right of princes of Bolu ausgestochen have been, he has collected to the ideal. Not cowardly and treacherous, but openly and courageously. Not from the ambush, but in an open challenge:
Grüsst me the Prince of Bolu,
He should come and climb these mountains.
From Schwirren the arrows of the sound shields
To echo the mountains.
The enemy came, his crowds were in rows,
On our forehead is a black fate written,
The gun was invented, the Mannesmut disappeared.
The sword must Krumm in the vagina corrode.
Vergeht of Köroğlu glory, Leaving most of the war.
The welding of the mold, the blood of the enemy
Should flow and wet my clothes.
He is a heroic singers, with high artistic appreciation manfully his voice against the princes of Bolu rises. He also has a companion: Ayvaz. Of course, like any hero also Köroğlu in love, married, it was a true delight-proppen of a son born ... All this is his hero flowers stories ... Köroğlu is like a monument with this wreath on the main mountain in the Çamlıdağ rejects.
Finally, Köroğlu his revenge on the lords of Bolu, he is blind, has become the Köroğlu he prays for mercy, the people are happy about the salvation of his oppression, the stoves are lit, the cooking pots steam ... The Köroğlu has a throne in the hearts fought, the centuries-long reign there. His male voice is in the Assembly of the heroes sounds, roars into the hero of songs.
The brave man has stood the fig flees,
The battle space bebt of bluster.
The High Shah opened the Council
The quatrain of folk singer erschallen.
When the hero is brüstet,
When the arrows in its orbit in the battle,
If the Streitaxt proposes to the plate,
The Shield schallend erbebt.
From Bolu rises from not only the hero and singer Köroğlu his voice, a whole series of folk singers, among them Aşık Dertli [Aşık = folk singers, Dertli = Betrübter] also lets his voice from the mountains down bolus erschallen in Anatolia. Today, a little behind Bolu, on the road from Ankara to Istanbul, on the mountain Esentepe, a modest anmutiges monument. Here is the grave of Aşık Dertli. It was in 1722 in the village Şahnalar between Bolu and talk born, and even as a child he started Saz in the hand and left his homeland. He too, like the other folk singer suffered auswegslose Betrübnis, suffered from the tribulation of his treulosen treasure, therefore wandered from country to country, finally, he captured the homesick and no longer return to his village and died in 1845. People from talk buried him on the winds of umwehten Esentepe. There he sings at all hours of the day to the most grave past and the coming Dertli Gedenkenden, like a spring breeze linde following song:
They ask after me
My treasure with black eyelashes and straight brows.
Your memory does not leave my lips,
Since we were born we do not laugh, my poor treasure.
If I love the horse besteige, it accepts no race,
Before pain passes me the meaning,
It has long been my gram,
Is her heart to me like a stone.
The Betrübte is in the wretched strangers,
Freely he acquires fame.
My Pasha, so her eye deviates from the path,
Her hands dyed with henna, my weinender treasure.
Bolu is not only the home of the singer, the beauty of nature there have been established around the crowds. The Abant Lake, Seven Lakes [Yedi Göller] is the only jewelry fairies fairy tale. From Bolu Schwazen sea to cover wiete forests and who these forests in the middle of the Seven Lakes has seen, has no eye for other beauties. Or at least coch can imagine nothing better. Up to fifty to sixty-meter-high pine trees, only two, comprises three people can be, between tall trees to tiny aquarium-like seven lakes, each in another of seven colors. Unknown shades of blue, green. In August blows hot one, who knows where and how, a pleasant cool to the body, mind and soul refreshed. From the rock flow and brausend the foamy water, a Labsal for the ears. Here, in the woods Bolus, the Seven Lakes.
Council for the Ratlose, alleviation for the Betrübten, they live federbeschwingt their happiness and share it generously with the people here, on the seven lakes was once home to the good fairy, it is said to the residents of forest villages. Later, the son of the Prince of Bolu on hunting and pursued a white dove. The dove flew from branch to branch, held on and flew it and came to the place where the Seven Lakes. And the princely son behind. It is precisely spans the arc and he wants the arrow down, as it becomes beautiful girls. For the Sten son loses the mind becomes soft in the knees, fingers, the arch span, lose their power. The arrow reaches its destination. The fairy girl at heart taken, oh, a black cloud, a thundering, erbebt the earth, the sky is crying. Shortly afterwards created brausende boiling streams and lakes these mountains. And the fairies, they leave after this sad event this place. The flowing water, bubbling springs, as they say, the life blood of the fairy girl. The sound of water, their howling.
Its history aside, in fact, the Seven Lakes a sight in the lap of Mother Nature.
The Good, the beauty and love are the whispers of Seven Lakes to her ear. True satisfaction, the secrecy discover happiness in this quiet, this colourful corner of our country.
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