We saw light even in the deep darkness,We touched the sun even in the middle of the night,The moon shone even at midday,On November 28th fluttered Independence Day
We kissed the dream, Illyria, blessed landAlbania, dismembered for 500 years,Albanian land watered with blood,Illyrian castle raised on a pedestal.
November 28th we have carved into the ancient stone,The greatest national love,The flag with the proud Eagle,We will live and die for the Albanian lands!
Endless toil, suffering and exhaustion, The century holds today, marching toward destruction... It grows weary and despairs into eternity, From the aggressive ugliness that…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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