The Girl from Dabancheng (Chinese: 达板城的姑娘, Uyghur: Qamberxan) is a well known folk song with Chinese lyric translated by Wang Luobin, and adapted from the Uyghur folksong Qamberxan. One of the early recordings of the song Qamberxan was done by a German ethnomusicologist on the singing of a Turpan Taranchi farmer's 16-year-old daughter. The song was most likely composed by an Uyghur soldier back in the time of Yaqub Beg, when the soldier was posted from southern Xinjiang to the north (Ili) or east (Turpan). Indeed, there are many songs dated back that time associated with a soldier's courtship, such as Havagul (mispronounced and adapted by Wang Luobin as Avargul), which talks about a girl in Ili. However, Qamberxan talks about a girl in Dabancheng (or Davanching in the Uyghur language) which lies between Turpan and Urumqi, and is a district of Urumqi. This district is well known as an entrepot on inter-oasis travel. The reputation of the beauty of local girls is partly due to the mixing among the different populations that traveled through it.
Following is the Uyghur and Chinese lyrics of the song Qamberxan (Uyghur transliteration uses the TB31 alphabet):
Qambarxan 达板城的姑娘 Uyğur Xeliq Naxşise 维吾尔民歌 Davançiñniği yeri qattiq tavuzi tatliq 达坂城的石路硬又平啦 西瓜大又甜啦 Davançiñda bir yarım bar Qambarxan atlıq 那里住的的姑娘辫子长啊 两个眼睛真漂亮 Qambarxanniği saçı uzun yerge tegemdu 你要是嫁人不要嫁给别人一定要你嫁给我 Qambarxandın sorap beqiñ erge tegemdu 带上你的钱财连着你的妹妹赶上那马车来 Uşşaqqina ünçilirim çeçilip ketti terip berseñçu Soyey disem boyum yetmes egilip berseñçu Atlarıñnı xaydaydiken muz davan bilen=(birlen) Bir yaxşını qiynaydiken bir yaman birlen Qarısam görenmeydu Davançiñdiği qorğan Ecep bir yaman iken Qambarxandin ayrilğanEnglish Translation
Qambarhan
The soil of the Davanching is hard But the water melon is sweet My darling is in Davanching Qambarhan is so sweet. Qambarhan’s hair is so long It touches the ground Please ask darling Qambarhan Does she want to get a husband. My tiny pearls spilled on the ground Please help me to pick them up I’d like to kiss you, but can’t reach Please bow your head down. One can ride a horse Around icy mountains. One tortures a good soul By an evil man It is hard to see No matter how hard I look. The separation with Qambarhan. Is extremely hard to endure