Dandelion Genocide flower of Circassians

My name is Dandelion
I fly in the sky for thousands of years.
I cross the plains, mountains, seas, deserts.
I’ve heard what you haven't heard
I’ve seen what you haven’t seen.
I saw the Circassians and the Genocide on May 21, 1864
And
I am a witness of this tragedy
From now on,
I am the symbol of all Circassians
who are the Victims of genocide and exile
who are struggling to keep their identity, culture and mother tongue alive,
I am the symbol of all Circassians.
Please…
From now on
Where and whenever you see me
Remember and make me remember
as the Genocide flower of Circassians