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Respect and honor to our forefathers, and our Gods!
In the motionless space Yotengrit, the all-pervasive God rests. Then he moves and creates.
the twin-vortex comes into existence, which implies the development.
So he pervades every part of our world.
a great celestial gold-mother: Anyahita.
My dear sons, today in the depths of times I can speak to you again:
Everything is allowed which does not harm anyone else! Do not hurt, do not harm, protect, help!
Deep knowledge of our ancestors was handed down to us up to this day.
This knowledge and spiritual power can still help us, since it lives in us.
My sons, let your hearts hear Yotengrit's words! One, from One to Two, Two and One.
Hey, this day has come!
On a white horse with golden reins,
a velvet saddle, and silver stirrups.
The horse is saddled for God by his old, faithful people.
The son of the Heavenly Mounted-God: Level
In the old days, the great hero Ma, or Matyo, united the horse-riding nations again.
After his death, he incarnated as a god and carried on helping the nations of mounted archers.
This is why our sons worshiped him as Ma-Tun.
Alpaslan's son, Buda died, and the great Hun alliance disintegrated.
Level become the monarch.
He relied on Isbor the Szekely, i.e. the monarch of Gimbelar, and on Acsad, the leader of Kangar-Pechenegs.
Thus increasing the number of nations to three, from which the Hungarian people later grew.
Although countless paid woman lived in his lovely palace, he did not revel in them,
because he longed for a true wife. He visited his mother, Anik
but you yourself have to attend to producing a grandchild who can follow in your footsteps, my dear child.
Now the time should come!
they beheld a beautiful red deer. The men made after it straight away.
However, Level felt that the deer could never be killed,because it was a ghost deer,
I am not a wild beast to kill, I am not a killer beast either.
My horn ignites without being lit, the flame burns out without being extinguished.
The corncrake sings in the grass, I am a woman myself,
he passed nearby the town of Gazan Kagan along the Ethyl, but he did not stumble across anyone,
because a strong spell protected them. They pitched camp.
Whose sons are you? What are your names? And what the hell are you scratching away at each other for?
We are Uytigur and Kuytigur, Circassian princes, twins of Adugey.
Anger does not bother us, but we are fighting to the death over the daughter of King Gyul.
When they got closer to the source of music, they gasped for breath
as they glimpsed many nude girls bathing in the lake of fairies.
Level succeeded in catching Princess Gyongyver, and lifted her up to the saddle,
Therefore the men soothed the women, everyone said to his own the following:
I love you very much, little girl. I was a wolf; I will be a lamp.
your wish will be my only interest. Hey, I place my life into your hands!
A thrush perched on the willow. I am not the daughter of whoever:
I don't give myself to anyone -- I say goodbye to my spirit, hey - I would rather die!
Gyongyver saw the sun-moon-horse-tailed war banner on Level's tent,
she already realized that fate had not swept her along to just anybody
Level sent a message to King Gyul to send an order of seventy-seven ornate clothes and one order of even more ornate clothes without delay.
if he doesn't want her daughter and her companions to be brought naked to the wedding.
King Gyul soon arrived, not only with the clothes, but with the very best of his warriors as well.
At the sight of the army, Level and his companions drew their bows and arrows immediately.
So did King Gyul's warriors.
Let us fight with each other, Ma's son, Level. Let us fight as shamans fight!
King Gyul turned into a red bull. Level turned into a blue bull. They fought and grappled,
but neither one could defeat the other, and what is more, it seemed that the red bull won.
This strong nation, while remaining faithful to Ma-Tun, the God residing in the sky, will be overwhelmed by no one and nothing!
Level went back to his Sabir home accompanied by White Bolars and found his country in trouble,
because they had multiplied during his absence.
Therefore, with half the people he departed.
Level arrived with such a great army to Asov, where new forces were needed.
The Gazan Khagan was so frightened of the new, strong power that he never come for taxes again,
Lady Gyongyver gave birth to a male child who was named Leved.
When he grew up, he married the daughter of Gazan Khagan, Karagul, which means "Black Rose."
The people held together by the Gazan force thought that the time had come to shake off the yoke of the Khagan, but they were defeated.
Two leaders, Karan and Kurbad, with their tribes asked for the protection of Leved, and the Khagan was afraid of picking a quarrel with the Magyars.
Ma-Tun, the God of the Magyars! He is with us, lives with us, fights with us!
The Leved-guided, mounted tribes invokes Ma-Tun's spirit.
Everything is proved in its own time, in its own surroundings: helpful or harmful!
In this matter the unwise should follow the wiser, and unity should be kept,
because each disagreement weakens my strength, and I am your protector God!
Leved strengthened his country without bothering other folks,
only a few Northern Slavic folks were taken under his protection,
because they had starved a lot, so they had to steal and rob.
Leved taught them and forced them to till their fields.
Leved's authority spread to the Vareg Sea.
This is the history of the country, Asoflu-Savard, the beginning of the alliance of Ma-Gur, the Hungarian nation's seed.
Anyone who does not believe it is free to think differently or to find out for himself. Anyone who knows it better should tell it better.
That's how we know, because the Three Ancestors left it for us like that.