Текст и перевод песни Ermal Fejzullahu - Shtat Ditë

Shtat Ditë

Diten kur te kam percjell
Shpirtin tim me ty e lash
E mu shuan hën e diell
Ne kete jet s'do te rrim më bashk
Mes luleve ti prehesh
Nuk do te kthehesh
Aaa do te jetoj me mall deri sa te jem gjall

Kur per mua te jesh merzit ti ne enderr me trokit
E me puth, me shuaj ket mall
E ma fshij lotin e vale.

Mes luleve ti prehesh nuk do te kthehesh
Aaa un do te jetoj me mall deri sa te jem gjall

Shtatë dit eshte kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
E shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell

Shtat dit asht kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
Por shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell

Shtat dit eshte kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
E shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell

Shtat dit eshte kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
Por shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell

Shtat dit esht kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
E shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell

Shtat dit eshte kjo e pame
Njerzit i pres dhe i percjell
Por shtatdhjetë vjet te tjera per mua s'çel pranvera
Per mua nuk ka diell.

Seven Days

The day when I followed you
I've laid my spirit with you
My moon and sun have disappeared
We will no longer live together in this life
You rest among the flowers
You will not return
Oh, I will mourn you deeply for as long as I live

When you tire of me, knock on my dreams
And kiss me, to soothe this pain
And dry my tears and sorrows.

You rest among the flowers, you will not return
Oh, I will mourn you deeply for as long as I live

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
And seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
But seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
And seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
But seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
And seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun

Seven days is this misfortune
People are waiting and following
But seventy other years for me, spring will not open
For me there is no sun.