Sa do zemra me jetu
Nuk e ndjen pa e provu
Se çfarë halle kanë baba e nana
Mora vesh kur prind u bana !
Sa do zemra me jetu
Nuk e ndjen pa e provu
Se çfarë halle kanë baba e nana
Mora vesh kur prind u bana !
Mfal o Zot që i kam ngushtu ,
Çfarë s'kanë pas ju kam kërku ,
O ju kam kërku ,
Ndoshta zemra iu ka plas ,
shumë kanë dasht po nuk kanë pas ,
o po nuk kanë pas .
Veç dashnia osht ilaç babë
e nanë n'dynja mi knaq e kurrë
jo mos me ju thanë qa kanë pas për ty kanë dhanë.
Një ofsham prej fmisë me dal,
zemra prindit se bon ballë e
jep shnetën harron vetën me jau bo të lumtur vetën .
T'kisha mujt mi përqafu edhe falje
me kërku e çdo ditë mi puth
në ballë që çdo ditë m' kanë rrit me hallall ,
m'kanë rrit me hallall.
Veq dashnia osht ilaç babë
e nanë n'dynja mi knaq
e kurrë jo mos me iu thanë çka
kanë pas për ty kanë dhanë !
How much my heart wants me to live
You do not feel it without trying it
What worries father and mother have
I found out when I became a parent!
Forgive me, O Lord, for having straitened them,
I asked you what they did not have,
Oh I asked you,
Maybe your heart is pounding,
many wanted but did not have,
o yes they did not.
Besides love is medicine dad
my mother in my world is happy and never
no do not tell you what they had for you they gave.
A sigh from the child to come out,
the parent's heart beats e
gives shnetën forgets himself with jau bo happy himself.
I could have hugged and apologized
ask me and kiss me every day
in the forehead that every day they have raised me with halal,
they raised me halal.
Love is already medicine, father
I am happy in my world
and never be told what
have had for you have given!