1. Tek kjo rrugice e femijerise
1.At this alley of childhood
Ne balle nje emer si yll ndricon
Its name upfront shines like star
Eshte emri i djalit me te mire
It is the name of the best boy
Qe yll lirise i mbeti pergjithmone.
That a star of freedom stayed forever.
Ai i donte kenget, pranveren dhe lulet
He loved the songs, the spring and flowers
Me tinguj kitare lirise i kendoi
With guitar sounds he sang to the freedom
Ndaj endrren e bukur, Shqiperia nuse
His beautiful dream, the pretty Albania
Me gjakun e tij si fare e mbolli
Planted, with his blood for a seed.
Sa here qe kalojme tek kjo rrugice
Every time we cross this alley
Kur mbremja bie, a dita cel
When evening falls, or the day dawns
Na prêt ai i pari, na prêt te gjitheve
He’s the first to welcome us and everyone
I fundit prape na percjell.
And yet the last one to see us off.
2. Na prêt krahehapur nena flokebardhe
2. The white haired mother welcomes open-armed
Nena e shokut tone deshmor
The mother of our martyred comrade.
Ne buze kengen e tij ne mbajme
We keep on signing his song
Dhe bashke ate kenge te gjithe ne e kendojme
Together we all sing that song.