It will never dieuntil the apocalypsethat love for you lives onwhen I was happy beside youmy Mothercursed deathcalled me to my bed,its sorrow did not frighten mebut that tear of a Motherthat flows without endlike a RiverI lived for youI fought the battle, and was reborn again.the suffering and sorrow do not weigh on mebut your word andout of love for you I turnedInto a PhoenixAs if it were not enough justMOTHERanother great-hearted lovestayed by my bed day and nighther words full of lovegave me life and strengthAh, like the sister of Gjergj Elez Aliayou were to me, my preciousTinaan icon for my eyessweet heart full of majesty..the first and the last loveO MOTHER, you are to me...