How I never made the effortTo visit, just once, the Statue of Liberty,To touch it, to keep my spirits high,For the sun, as it sets on Albania,
For me now, it begins to fade,And for you, it has only just dawned.My ideas, they cannot be defeated,Falling on deaf ears as soon as they arrive.
Ah, even I don’t know what I want,I am always running after the impossible,I argue with fate, when you tell meTo drown my longing in the waters of Lura.
Don’t be surprised, even if I drown it,God never turns His back on me.If one day I reach my homeland,Write my fate like Doruntina’s!!
