Translation of the song Kujtim i shtrenjte artist Hajg Zaharjan

Kjo mbremje e bukur ç’me solli kaq prane

This beautiful evening had me recall

Femijerine

The childhood

Shoh doren time te vogel si flutur

I see my little hand like a butterfly

Ne doren e ngrohte te tij.

In his warm hand.

Me ne femijet plot gaz hyn ne valle

With us children he joyfully enters the dance

Dhe nis e kendon

And takes on singing

Bora e bardhe sec zbriti nga malet

The white snow descends from the mountains

Dhe bredhin zbukuron.

To decorate the fir tree.

- Refreni

- Refrain

Do te shkojne dite edhe nete

Days and nights will go by

Ne vite pa mbarim

Through countless years

Ne cdo hap do ndjejme si nje drite

At every step, like a light we’ll feel

Ngrohtesine e tij.

His warm presence.

Dhe keshtu perhere do te jete

And so it will always be

Per gjithe brezat mbare

For entire generations.

Dore e ngrohte e Enverit

The warm hand of Enver.

Fjale e tij, rreze dielli

His word, the ray of sun

Jetes sone vec lumturi

That granted happiness

Ajo i fal.

To our lives.

- Perserit

-Repeat

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