My brother and I
On my first birthday a doll I got
Brushing and dressing her, I never forgot,
While my brother with planes explored worldwide,
Cars, ships, and trucks listed by his side.
Years passed one by one,
Today he can run the world.
Why can’t I be the one
But stay as a princess made by gold?
I am a strong and independent woman
I can deal with all fears of a man
The hand that swings the cradle
Can put down the riddle!
I played with dolls all my life,
But it taught me to never get played in life!
Cupa e Babagjyshit
I cannot believe it yet,
My favorite one left.
I don’t know what is next
What is left to protect?
I started the journey, plan detailed,
Today nothing as I planned.
Broken inside. . .
Smiling outside. . .
Missing two words said by heart,
From the voice that melted my heart.
I could see skies in your eyes. . .
Now your eyes watching me above the skies. . .
Cupa e babagjyshit brought me smile
It gave me life.
Crying, screaming, lost in time
Apart because of the life’s crime.
I’m. . . I’m sorry I couldn’t hold your hand
I’m sorry I didn’t give you the goodnight kiss
Everything got out of my command
Trying to give you bliss.
Two souls keeping it on;
Soft rebukes comprehended
Yet you’re a God’s son
And my gloomy smile’s intended
Stranger
It’s sinful to feel a stranger in your own land
Where you laughed and cried
Where you said your first word
Where you discovered the unwanted truths
Where eagles sleep on their favorite nest
I forgot the spring’s freshness
How to breath in rough mountains
Memories come and go
And I… I don’t know which one to follow
Had everything in my hand
Now just a hand in a strange land
Everything changed: the land, the sky, and I
Oh, did you really forget about me?
No, it can’t be true
I am back home
It’s your little girl
Going by the roads
Memories still alive
Thousands of eyes on me cause. . .
Shqipe you know it’s me
But this time for real
And I promise
I’ll breath more of your air
I’ll sing more of your songs