Rrugt E Shikimit

EVERYONE IS IN MY CHEST

In my memory
exhausted curiosity
passed energetically
over the ridges of motherland

Longing was unexperienced
is gifting me tears
Feelings were wetted
with absence and gathering

And speaks in Albanian
Or talks Albanian
Even the rock
Even a tear
For the pillow
of ajup

And I am entering
Cannot exit
From Tirana's
Energetic happiness
O people
I have all of you
In my chest...