Jeta Vojkollari
Çmimi Special për Konkursin "Frang Bardhi" - 2014 ( poezi anglisht)Don’t let me go away! In a dream of craziness, I’m going through
I melt in joy and crouch in fear
I’m dreaming of flying over endless oceans
In faraway places, my heart to tear
Dreaming of flying after a hope
My hope is lost, my way is lost
I want to go and I don’t, I don’t
Oh, wake me up from this madness ghost.
But where should I go, escape away
Where should I look for an Albanian word
Where should I find a friend, who can listen
When I speak in vain or tweet like a bird.
But how can I leave my silver-hair mother
Forget a good word or a bitter one
How can I leave a song, that’s unsung
An unfulfilled desire or an undone fun.
Oh, wake me up from this madness, now
Don’t let me leave. I’m begging you, see?
I’ll be forgotten in the world, somewhere
With my heart in pain and never free.
Jeta Vojkollari
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