Ish nate dimri, kishim uri
It was winter night, we were hungry
Nen yje prisnim Vitin e Ri
Under the stars we’re welcoming the New Year
Nje grusht geshtenja dhe pakez zjarr
A handful of chestnuts and some fire
Malet me bore dhe shoket prane
Snowy mountains and friends nearby
Nje shok Gezuar tha, dhe plumbat ajrin çane
A friend said Cheers, and bullets pierced the air
Kjo ish muzika jone, liria, shpirti i saj
This was our music, the freedom, its soul
Nje shok Gezuar tha, dhe plumbat ajrin cane
A friend said Cheers, and bullets pierced the air
Kjo ish muzika jone, atdheu, zemra e saj.
This was our music, the fatherland, its heart
Rritej mes luftes vete Shqiperia
Amid war Albania itself was growing up
Mbi pika gjaku vinte liria
The freedom was coming on drops of blood
S’e shuante dimri zjarrin ne gji
Winter could not put out the fire in bosom
Nen yje prisnim Vitin e Ri
Under the stars we’re welcoming the New Year
Nje shok Gezuar tha, dhe plumbat ajrin çane
A friend said Cheers, and bullets pierced the air
Kjo ish muzika jone, liria, shpirti i saj
This was our music, the freedom, its soul
Nje shok Gezuar tha, dhe plumbat ajrin cane
A friend said Cheers, and bullets pierced the air
Kjo ish muzika jone, atdheu, zemra e saj.
This was our music, the fatherland, its heart
Ish kohe lufte zjarret ne gji
It was wartime, fires in the bosom
Ne rrinim zgjuar, ish Viti i Ri
We were awake, it was New Year’s Eve