E qeshur vjen pranvera
Cheerfully comes the spring
Cel toka luleshqerra
The land blooms daisy flowers
Ja po vijne barinjte nga fusha
There the shepherds coming from the valleys
Plot me gaz zemren c’e mbusha
My heart just filled with joy
Vjen djaloshi im
Here coming is my guy.
Me qingjat bardhe si bore
Snow-white lambs,
Lule fushe bere kurore
Valley flowers weaved in wreaths,
Plot me kenge dhe blegerime
Lots of songs and sheep bleats,
U mbush fshati, zemra ime
Fill the village and my heart
Do te vij te dalim bashke
I will come to go out together
Rrugeve te fshatit tone
The roads of our village.
Po cel kjo dashuri lule plote
This love is blooming flowers plenty.
Do te hyj mes tufes une
I will enter the herd of sheep
Ai s’do me njohe dot
He won’t be able to notice me
I lumtur do me thote
Unknowingly he will call me
Bejke e bardhe, e bardha ti
The name of a white sheep1
Sec fryn nje ere nga mali
There’s a mountain wind just blowing
Nje ere dashurie
It is a wind of love
Ne kullote kur vete djali
When the guy takes herd to pastures
Zerin tim e merr me vete
My voice he takes with him
Zemra i kendon
His heart sings.
Te bardha jane ditet
Bright are the days
Ne fshatin tone te qeshur
In our cheerful village
Ne kete toke i lumtur rritet
It grows up in this happy land
Brezi i ri si lule e jetes
The new generation, a flower of
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