Текст и перевод песни Gold Ag - Dhembje Dashni

Dhembje Dashni

Gold Ag:

Bota krejt flak, rahati ska kerkun,
I dopti po shkelet, si ktu si gjithkun,
Rinia ska pare, do zdojn do spunojn,
Thojn 1 munsi me pas, krejt Kosoven e lshojn,
Emigrojn neper bot, zori i ka spostu,
Sa her pot kesh ftyra, garant qe nuk e din,
Dashnia per atdhe, kurr pi zemer s'shemet
E kjo ftyr na kesh, Kosov ku t'permenet,
Jeta pot shtika, ti ku spe menojshe,
Per dikon qe pe dojshe, edhe plumin pe durojshe,
Jeta koka e shkurt, e kerkujt si paska met,
E qa fol goja jem, so rren po e vertet,
E kto gjenerata t'reja, qe do t'vin mas meje,
E din kush i m'soj, fjal kombi e feje,
Idoll nuk um thojn, edhe pse mdojn si vllaun,
Se un bashk me ta, e idollizojm veq ALLAH-un,

Aty ku ka lot, ka dhembje e dashni,
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta, e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare, dije deken e ki hak,

Se.aty ku ka lot, ka dhembje e dashni,
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta, e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare, dije deken e ki hak.

E laj vesht si un, vllau jem a je ka nin,
Vrasje n'Tiran, t'burgosun n'Lugin,
Thika n'Prishtin, sa tmerr moj Shipni,
Nusja Shqiptare, shkon nuse n'Serbi,
A ka ky ven burra, qe i nal kto marrzia,
Se kurr ma mjerim, nuk ka pas Shipnia,
Ti leje o vlla, politiken n'ven t'vet,
Se secili pi tyne, n'ven t'vetin o MBRET,
Sa burrat i kena, me vepra me emen,
Po kur t'fol i huji, tani t'grah edhe 1 femen,
Ktu o ven i hajnav, qe sja din fukaras,
Ktu na hekin Hoxhen, per mllefin e Zinas,
Ma shum se Evropa, ky ven po civilizohet,
Motra me shami, ktu pi shkolle perjashtohet,
Ktu mjekrra e Piktorit, ka vleren e artistit,
E ajo e Muslimanit, e shame pi Komunistit .

Aty ku ka lot, ka dhembje e dashni,
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta, e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare, dije deken e ki hak,

Se. aty ku ka lot, ka dhembje e dashni
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta, e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare, dije deken e ki hak.

Hajt pe ndrroj kanallin, pi qes lajmet e huja,
Problemet e botes, shum her jon probleme tuja,
Fmija jon ka desin, helmohem pi qafirav,
Dikush nuk ka hiq, dikush sja din skejen t'Mirav,
Sa musliman jan vra, vet i keni pa,
Na jem bashk me juve, e shum her bojm DUA,
N'Amerik tu pi hashash, t'gjun djali me kallash,
Vrahen fmija n'klas, kush o fajtori tash?
E muslimani i drejt, krejt boten me ja dhon,
Kunder asnje krijese, smunet i pamshirshem me kan,
Veq nalu meno, sa vjet i ke bo,
Ajo qe s'kthehet kurr, e ka emrin KOH,
Kryje 1 obligim, se su krijove pa qellim,
Kujtohu kush je, tani ma shum ki besim,
Me t'mirat e dynjas, vllau jem mos u mashtro,
Qdo fillim e ka 1 fund, ket sen mos e harro.

Reff: 2x

Aty ku ka lot ka dhembje e dashni,
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare dije deken e ki hak,

Se. aty ku ka lot ka dhembje e dashni,
Aj qe nuk ka ZOT, se nje veten e tij,
Dikuj i doket shum jeta e dikujna pak,
Pate s'pate pare dije deken e ki hak.

Pain of Love

Gold Ag:

The world is all ablaze, there's no peace to be found,
The poor are trampled upon, both here and everywhere,
The youth has no money, they gamble and spin,
They say if they had one chance, they would free all of Kosovo,
They emigrate across the world, forced to leave their home,
As long as you have a face, I guarantee you don't know,
The love for the homeland, never fades from the heart,
And this face we wear, is Kosovo where it's remembered,
Life seemed fine to you, where did you think you were going,
For someone you loved, you would endure even a bullet,
Life is short, no one is without fault,
And what my mouth speaks, is not a lie but the truth,
And these new generations, that will come after me,
Who knows who will teach them, the words of nation and faith,
They don't call me an idol, even though they treat me like a brother,
Because I, together with them, idolize only ALLAH.

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights,

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights.

Listen carefully, my brother, are you here?
Killed in Tirana, imprisoned in Lugina,
Stabbed in Prishtina, so much terror, oh Albania,
The Albanian bride, goes as a bride to Serbia,
Are there men in this land, who can stop this madness,
Because Albania has never seen such misery,
Leave it, oh brother, the politics in your own place,
Because each of them, in their own place, is a KING,
As long as the men are content, with deeds and name,
But when a foreigner speaks, now even one woman is enough,
This is a land of cowards, who do not know the poor,
Here, they remove Hoxha, for the spite of Zina,
More than Europe, this land is becoming civilized,
A sister with a headscarf, is expelled from school here,
Here, the beard of the Painter, has the value of an artist,
And that of a Muslim, is a shame to the Communist.

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights,

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights.

I'm changing the channel, from these foreign news,
The world's problems, are often our own problems,
Our children want to be poisoned from the infidels,
Someone has nothing, someone doesn't know the value of Goodness,
How many Muslims have been killed, you have seen it yourselves,
We are with you, and often we PRAY,
In America you smoke hashish, the devil is awakened with a Kalashnikov,
Children are killed in class, who is to blame now?
A righteous Muslim, would give the whole world,
Against any creature, he cannot be merciless,
Just stop and think, how many years you have lived,
What never returns, is called TIME,
Fulfill one obligation, because you were not created without purpose,
Remember who you are, now have more faith,
My brother, do not be deceived by the good things of this world,
Every beginning has an end, do not forget this.

Reff: 2x

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights,

Where there are tears, there is pain and love,
He who has no GOD, only knows himself,
To some, life seems long, to others, short,
Whether you have money or not, know that you have rights.