The years go by, the darkness comes and goes,It weighs upon my heart, it covers it.
My heart becomes like a piece of coal,Burned out, forgotten on an April evening…
My heart is like a lighted candle,With a flame that burns forever thirsty…
The waters take it, I know not where they carry it,The candle of my body burns, do you not feel it?
I am far, far away, forgotten at the world’s end,Waiting, dreaming of your light, Kosovo…
My light, that little golden flame,The longing for you burns me, it has overcome me…
Send me a stone, a leaf, a wave of the Drin,That beauty may be born in me, and blossoming itself…
You, light of life, from where I wait for my blessing to come…
