| The first tree ripens its cherry Even before the days become hot. My worries never end Until I die and fall to the ground. All the trees one by one The flower buds bloom. But they do not know my plight They wait for me and watch me. - Which of you will comfort me? Floral smell I'm talking to you. Which among you will delight me, Until I am full of dignity?
Credits Song: Albanian folk song Artists: Mukades Çanga & Luan Borova Music video: Courtesy of Gazmend Kraja Text: teksteshqip Translation: Google / H.M. Hosted by: Droomwevers World of Music - www.droomwevers.nl Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |