Shtrydh nje plis nga toka meme
Squeeze a clod from the motherland
Dhe heroizmi do buroje
The heroism will drip and pour
O lule, lule more djema
Glory to our boys, the flower of the youth
Qe rate me kenge ne goje.
That welcomed death singing songs.
Burra si ju kur vijne ne kenge
Men like you when enter in the songs
Si diell i madh shkrep liria.
Like a big sun the freedom flares up.
Te qete flini
You rest in peace
Shqiperia ne gji o bij ju ka
Albania has you in the bosom, oh sons
Ne cdo stuhi, tufan
In every storm and tempest
Kur can rrethime dhe bllokade.
When braking open encirclements and blockades.
Mal mbi male lart ngritem bashke Shqiperine
A mountain above mountains, together we raised Albania
Gjithmone flamur shpalosur qendron ajo
Always an unfurled banner it stands
Lirine qe syte sot na i gezon, zemrat ngroh,
The freedom that we enjoy today, and warm the hearts,
Me ju ne balle, ne zemer,
With you, at the front, in the hearts,
Me ju do ta mbrojme gjithmone.
With you, we’ll always defend it.
Shtrydh nje plis nga toka meme
Squeeze a clod from the motherland
Dhe heroizmi do buroje
And heroism will drip and pour
Per ju do te flasin pleqte e bardhe
White-haired elders will speak about you
Rinia per ju do te tregoje
Youth for you will talk about.
Endrrat qe ju na late ne kenge
The dreams you left us in the songs
Dhe gjaku juaj, u be drite
And your blood, became light.
Te qete flini
You rest in peace
Shqiperia ne gji o bij ju ka
Albania has you in the bosom, oh sons
Ne cdo stuhi tufan
In every storm and tempest
Kur can rrethime dhe bllokada.
When braking open encirclements and blockades.