Urat E Jetes (Live) - Alban Skenderaj Übersetzung ins Englische

Urat E Jetes (Live)

Qielli ndezi dritat mbi qytet
Dhe shpirti e le trupin ne vetmi
Prap ky ze i larget, sme le te qete
Me mijera pyetje shtron ai
Uuu.sa frike
Kur mendoj per boten time sa nje pike
Jo nuk mund te jete vetem rastesi
Dhimbja e nje nene kur vuan nje femije
Jo nuk mund te jete vetem poezi
Kur te dridhet zemra per nje dashuri
Dhe jo nuk mund te jete vetem ironi
Te jetosh gjithe jeten mes milionash padrejtesi
Lindi sonte jeta diku atje
Dhe mori forme nje univers i ri
Shuhet sot nje tjeter diku atje
Mbi te pavdekshmen perjetsi
Uu. trishton te besosh se vetem vjen e vetem shkon
Jo nuk mund te jete vetem rastesi
Dhimbja e nje nene kur vuan nje femije
Jo nuk mund te jete vetem poezi
Kur te dridhet zemra per nje dashuri
Dhe jo nuk mund te jete vetem ironi
Te jetosh gjithe jeten mes milionash padrejtesi
Dhe aq sa me tremb,
Aq me le pa fjale
Fundja ky mister
Nuk eshte nje perralle... Une jam ende gjalle!!
Jo nuk mund te jene vetem histori
Jetet qe dhane jeten per nje jete pa skllaveri
Dhe jo nuk mund te jete vetem fantazi
Forca e nje endrre pa nje kohe pa nje kufi
Dhe jo nuk mund te jete thjesht nje mrekulli
Ti besh ure te ardhmes per nje jete ne vazhdimsi
Se ndoshta jemi nje, jemi energji
Nga e njejta dhimbje, e njejta lumturi
Perjetsisht njeri.

Vein of Life (Live)

The sky lights up the city
And my body and soul are alone
Once again the silence of the night comes and soothes us
With a thousand of questions it whispers
Oh, what fear
When I think about the world as a dot
No that cannot be just a coincidence
The pain of a mother, when her child is ill
No that cannot be just a poem
When the heart trembles for a beloved
And no that cannot be just irony
Spending a whole lifetime amidst million injustices
Tonight a life was born somewhere
And took shape as a new universe
Another one disappeared somewhere
Into eternal immortality
Oh, it makes you sad to believe that you just come and go
No that cannot be just a coincidence
The pain of a mother, when her child is ill
No that cannot be just a poem
When the heart trembles for a beloved
And no that cannot be just irony
Spending a whole lifetime amidst million injustices
And as much as I tremble,
As much the more it leaves me speechless
The ultimate mystery
Is not just a fairy-tale... I am still alive!!
No that cannot be just a history
The lives sacrificed for a life without slavery
And no that cannot be just a fantasy
The power of a dream beyond time or boundaries
And no that cannot be just a miracle
You sowed the seeds for a future and a life everlasting
For perhaps we are one, we are energy
Born out of the same pain, the same joy
Forever human.