Zemrat e mia (feat. Duli)
T’lutem zot një f’mi ma fal e
S’ka ransi a qik a djal e
Çkado koft që t’më dhurosh
Veç le t’jet’ mir’ e shnosh
E n’koft vajz jo sum kap mllefi
Vallahi sum prishet qefi
Lumi un tham ç’ka m’ke dhan
Vajzat jan për bab e nan
Vajza djem zemrat e mia
Pa evlad s’ka shyret shpia
Sikur m’gzove mue thuj
Zoti i madh jepi gjithkuj
E n’koft djal le t’jet ma i miri
Le t’bahet si ebu bekiri
Si omeri si othmani
Si aliu trim azgani
Bane zot le t’jet ma i pari
Si hamz e adem jashari
E si djal që s’len për s’dyti
Sokol zahir pajaziti
Vajza djem zemrat e mia
Pa evlad s’ka shyret shpia
Sikur m’gzove mue thuj
Zoti i madh jepi gjithkuj
Bani zot vajzat e mia
Si merrjemja e si asija
E n’mu pranoft’ zot duaja
Si hatixhja dhe esmaja
Për trimni kur bahet fjala
U bafshin si aza e sala
E mal zemra m’u kish ba
Nan’ zahides me i ga
Vajza djem zemrat e mia
Pa evlad s’ka shyret shpia
Sikur m’gzove mue thuj
Zoti i madh jepi gjithkuj
Bani zot ti f’mit e tanë
T’jen për din e për vatan
Se k’tij veni i kem hak
100 f’mi me i pas jan pak
Bani zot ti f’mit e tan
T’jen për din e për vatan
Se k’tij veni i kem hak
100 f’mi me i dhan jan pak
My Heart's Children (feat. Duli)
I ask you, God, give me a child
Doesn’t matter if it’s a girl or a boy
Whatever you choose to give me
Just let it be good and healthy
And if it’s a girl, don’t get me angry
I swear it’ll ruin my mood
I’m happy with whatever you give me
Girls are for their moms and dads
Girls and boys, my heart's children
Without kids, there’s no joy in the home
If you’ve made me happy, just say it
May the Almighty give to everyone
And if it’s a boy, let him be the best
Let him be like Abu Bakr
Like Omar, like Osman
Like Ali, the brave warrior
Make him, God, let him be the first
Like Hamza and Adem Jashari
And like a boy who never backs down
Sokol Zahir Pajaziti
Girls and boys, my heart's children
Without kids, there’s no joy in the home
If you’ve made me happy, just say it
May the Almighty give to everyone
Make, God, my girls
Like Mariam and Asiya
And may my prayers be accepted
Like Hatice and Esma
When it comes to bravery
Let them be like Aza and Sala
And my heart would be full
Like Zahide’s mother, I’d be proud
Girls and boys, my heart's children
Without kids, there’s no joy in the home
If you’ve made me happy, just say it
May the Almighty give to everyone
Make, God, our children
To be for faith and for the homeland
For this land, we have a right
Having 100 kids would still be too few
Make, God, our children
To be for faith and for the homeland
For this land, we have a right
Having 100 kids to give would still be too few