Lule Mali (feat. Gjovalin Shani)
O nuk ka tu ma ni
Zemra ma do
Kam me ardh te ti besen po ta dho
Se nga jugu në veri kam me të marr o
Nuk kam pa me sy unë dashni si ajo
Kush e këput lulen e malit
Me e rujt si syt e ballit
N'qofsh ti burrë që s'ja nal flladin
Prej petalit t'saj del ari
Mezi kam prit me ardhë
Te ti moj lule bardhë
E di dhe ti ke prit këtë momentin me e pa
Thuju që jam tu ardhë me haxhe fis të madh
Lulen që janë tu m'fal
Unë kopshtin do t'ja fal
Ka mu gëzu baca e shpis
E ka rrit nëna mes lotit
Ka me u ngju krisma e alltisë
Ka me u ngju zhurma motorrit
Lulja më e mirë midis
O tu kthy midis oborrit
Me tubana e uis
Se ka ardhur n'der të malsorit
Kush e këput lulen e malit
Me rujt si sytë e ballit
N'qofsh ti burrë që s'ja nal flladin
Prej petalit t'saj del ari
Kush e këput lulen e malit
Me e ruajt si sytë e ballit
N'qofsh ti burrë që s'ja nal flladin
Prej petalit saj del ari
Kush ka thënë se s'bjen dashni
O s'ka besu fjalët e tij
Vjen nafaka kur z'don ti
O se me zemrën s'ka zotëni
Kush e këput lulen e malit
Me e rujt si sytë e ballit
N'qofsh ti burrë që s'ja nal flladin
Prej petalit t'saj del ari
Kush e këput lulen e malit
Me rujt si sytë e ballit
N'qofsh ti burrë që s'ja nal flladin
Prej petalit saj del ari
Mountain Flower (feat. Gjovalin Shani)
Oh, you won't hear me
My heart still wants you
I’ll come to you, I swear I’ll do
From the south to the north, I’ll take you, oh
I’ve never seen love like this with my own eyes
Who picks the mountain flower
To keep it like the eyes of a lover
If you’re a man, don’t let the breeze die down
From its petals, gold comes out
I’ve been waiting to come
To you, oh white flower
You know you’ve been waiting for this moment to see
Tell them I’m coming with a big family
The flower that’s giving me
I’ll give the garden back
The uncle of the house will rejoice
It was raised by a mother through tears
The sound of the gun will echo
The roar of the engine will rise
The best flower in the middle
Oh, returning to the yard
With drums and flutes
For the honor of the mountain man
Who picks the mountain flower
To keep it like the eyes of a lover
If you’re a man, don’t let the breeze die down
From its petals, gold comes out
Who picks the mountain flower
To keep it like the eyes of a lover
If you’re a man, don’t let the breeze die down
From its petals, gold comes out
Whoever said love doesn’t fall
Oh, didn’t believe his words
Fortune comes when you don’t want it
Oh, because with the heart, there’s no mastery
Who picks the mountain flower
To keep it like the eyes of a lover
If you’re a man, don’t let the breeze die down
From its petals, gold comes out
Who picks the mountain flower
To keep it like the eyes of a lover
If you’re a man, don’t let the breeze die down
From its petals, gold comes out