Kjo toke e lashte
This age-old land
Kish etje ne liri
Had thirst for freedom
Jeta ndrydhej ne trishtim
Life stifled in the sadness
Por nje dite ti
But one day you
O trim i maleve
The warrior of the mountains
Ndeze ballit yll te kuq.
The red star lit on the forehead.
Dhe keshtu gjithmone
And always like this
I perjetshem pishtar
An eternal torch
Ngjite malet, ngjite shekujt
Climbed the mountains and centuries
Lart lart vitet e zjarrta po ngrihen sot
Up high the fiery years are rising today
Por ato gjithmone
But they always
Kumbojne ne shpirt, ne shpirtin tone
Resound in the soul, in our soul.
Zjarri i yjeve sot ne shkelqim te ri
Today the fire of the stars in new splendor
Mbi oxhaqet flaket lart i con.
The flames over the stacks takes higher.
Kjo toke e lashte
This age-old land
Gezimin dhe lirine
The joy and the freedom
Horizonteve shpalos.
Unfolds through horizons.
Sot shperthen tek ne
It explodes today here
Nje kange e re plot drite
A new bright song
Madheshtore, pa fund si rruga jone.
Magnificent endless song, like our course.
Dhe ti yll i kuq
And the red star
Qe i prin kohes sone
That heads our time
Kaq i ndezur, kaq i zjarrte
So lively and blazing