WE LEFT YOU DEAR HOMELAND
We fled like ravens, dear Homeland,We felt we had been plundered,With long hair and bellies in a “corset,”And we had a ravenous mouth.
We crawled into the waters that were forbidden to us,We flew through the world’s skies unbridled,We had neither head nor hands back then,And didn't know how to build a new “hive.”
We ruined you, we burned you as much as we could,We sold your steel for scrap,We smashed the trains because “they are Enver’s,”Not knowing they would be needed again.
We abandoned villages, left them soulless,As if wolves in the mountains were tearing through the flocks,We left the cities too, for they had no more light,The “lightning bolts” frightened us.
Like gypsies we left you, Homeland, and went away,Once with satchels and sacks on our backs,Today we have added your brains to the world,We are losing our youth.
Forgive us for the sins we commit against you,In your name, dear Homeland,I don't know if we have even a little soul left,To be so shameless?!
O BEAUTIFUL ÇAMËRIA
O beautiful ÇamëriaYou had all those foes,They envied your ornaments,That is why they cut you, why they killed you.
And they thought they had taken you,(You cannot carry the land in your arms)They brought out invented maps for you,They beat the air all in vain.
You appear before them in their sleep,Turned entirely into an eagle,Their fear mounts even higher,Çamëria remains a lady still.
And the olives upon the trunks,Are not olives but are gold,Can you keep freedom in prisons,As much life as there is, so much history.
The oath passes from grandson to grandson,Justice speaks with a loud voice,Çamëria speaks in Albanian,Both in the heart and on the paper.
Whoever cannot endure it,Is left without a soul and left without a faith,Çamëria will live on,It is my grandfather’s Homeland.
