Dildar, Writer of Ey Raqib

Yûnis Reuf (10 february 1918 - 12 July 1948) known as Dildar, was a Kurdish poet and political activist. He was born on February 20, 1918 in the town of Koi Sanjaq ( Koya) located Arbil Governorate in Suoth Kurdistan. first he started school at Ranye. After finishing high school in Kirkuk, he moved to Baghdad, where he studied Law. in 1945 he finished law school. He wrote Ey Reqîb (Kurdish national anthem) in 1938, when he was in prison.The title ("Hey Guard") has been said to be written about the guards in the prison where Rauf was imprisoned at the time for his political beliefs. It was originally written in Soranî dialect, but was later translated into Kurmancî dialect for those Kurds living in the areas (eastern Turkey, north-eastern Syria, Armenia) that speak that dialect. Its use as an anthem for the Kurdish people started soon after its original composition, and was a natural choice for the national anthem of the short-lived Kurdish Republic of Mahabad (a self-proclaimed Kurdish nation in western Iran; created in early 1946, but forcibly incorporated back into Iran later the same year.) Upon the close of the Gulf War in 1991, the Kurds in Iraq obtained greater autonomy "Ey Reqîb" grew in those areas; the KRG has proclaimed it the official anthem in South Kurdistan/northern Iraq.

Dildar died young at the age of 31 of heart problems. However, he lived to see his poem "Ey Reqîb" adopted as the Kurdish 
national anthem. It was first played and sung in 1946 on the proclamation of a short-lived Kurdistan republic in Mahabad. Today the song widely spread in all occupied Kurdistan. an example of his poetries

EY RAQÎP ( Soranî )

 

Ey raqîb her mawe qewmî Kurd ziman,
Nay sikên danery topî zeman
Kes nelê Kurd mirduwe
Kurd zîn duwe,
Zîn duwe qet nanewê alakeman

  

Ême roley rengî sûr û soris în,
Seyrîke xuênawiya raburdûman
Kes nelê Kurd mirduwe
Kurd zîn duwe,
Zîn duwe qet nanewê alakeman
 
Ême roley Midya û Keyhusrew în,
Dînîman û ayînman her Kurdistan
Dînîman û ayînman Kurd u Kurdistan
Kes nelê Kurd mirduwe
Kurd zîn duwe,
Zîn duwe qet nanewê alakeman
 
Lawî Kurd hestaye ser pê wek dilêr,
Ta be xuên nexsîn deka tacî jiyan
Kes nelê Kurd mirduwe
Kurd zîn duwe,
Zîn duwe qet nanewê alakeman

Lawî Kurdî hazir û amadeye,
Giyan fîdan e, giyan fîda her giyan fîda,
Giyan fîdan e, giyan fîda her giyan fîda

EY RAQÎP (Kurmancî)

Ey raqîp her maye qewmê Kurd ziman
Nashikê û danayê bi topên zeman
Kes nebê Kurdin mirin
Kurd jîn dibin,
Jîn dibe qet nakeve ala Kurdan

Em xortên rengê sor û shoresh in
Seyr bike xwîna rîyan me da rijand
Kes nebê Kurdin mirin
Kurd jîn dibin,
Jîn dibe qet nakeve ala Kurdan

Em xortên Midya û Keyhusrew in,
Dîn îman û ayîn man, her nishtîman
Dîn îman û ayîn man Kurd û Kurdistan
Kes nebê Kurdin mirin
Kurd jîn dibin,
Jîn dibe qet nakeve ala Kurdan

Lawê Kurd rabûye ser pê wek shêran
Ta bi xwîn nexshîn bike tacê jîhan
Kes nebê Kurdin mirin
Kurd jîn dibin,
Jîn dibe qet nakeve ala Kurdan

Xortê Kurd tev hazir û amade ne
Can fîda ne can fîda, her can fîda
Can fîda ne can fîda, her can fîda

Hey Vijand (Nederlands)

Hey vijand de Koerdische natie leeft met zijn taal
Kan nooit verslagen worden door wapens der aller tijden
Laat niemand zeggen Koerden zijn dood
Koerden leven, Koerden leven
Hun vlag zal nooit vallen

Wij de jeugd zijn de rode kleur van de revolutie
Kijk onze bloed we hebben geofferd op deze weg
Laat niemand zeggen Koerden zijn dood
Koerden leven, Koerden leven
Hun vlag zal nooit vallen

Wij zijn de kinderen van de Meden en Keyhusrew
Beiden ons geloof en religie is ons Vaderland,/dt>
Beiden ons geloof en religie is Koerd en Koerdistan
Laat niemand zeggen Koerden zijn dood
Koerden leven, Koerden leven
Hun vlag zal nooit vallen

De Koerdische jeugd is als leeuw in opstand gekomen
Om de kroon van het leven te versieren met bloed
Laat niemand zeggen Koerden zijn dood
Koerden leven, Koerden leven
Hun vlag zal nooit vallen

De Koerdische jeugd is der aller tijden bereid en
Vooraltijd gereed om hun leven te offeren
Alle leven offeren, alle leven dat ze hebben

HEY ENEMY (English)

Hey enemy, the Kurdish nation is alive with its language
Can not be defeated by the weapons of any time
Let no one say Kurds are dead
Kurds are living
Kurds are living, their flag will never fall

We, the youth are the red colour of the revolution
Watch our blood that we shed on this way
Let no one say Kurds are dead
Kurds are living
Kurds are living, their flag will never fall
  
We are the children of Medya and Keyhusrew
Both our faith and religion are our homeland
Both our faith and religion are Kurd and Kurdistan
Let no one say Kurds are dead
Kurds are living
Kurds are living, their flag will never fall
  
The Kurdish youth have risen like lions
To adorn the crown of life with blood
Let no one say Kurds are dead
Kurds are living
Kurds are living, their flag will never fall

The Kurdish youth are ever present and

Forever will be ready to sacrifice their lives
Sacrifice each life they have, each life they have