They forced us to diga mass grave,tied our hands behind our backs,blindfolded our eyesand killed uswith Kalashnikovs.
In the darkness of the graveI search for my body,to give birth to your freedom,Kosovo!


They forced us to diga mass grave,tied our hands behind our backs,blindfolded our eyesand killed uswith Kalashnikovs.
In the darkness of the graveI search for my body,to give birth to your freedom,Kosovo!
You always make the same mistake: you lose the key on the way back.
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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