Erdhi serish tetori me shirat.
Lahen syte e mi,
Perkedhelen faqet e mija.

Pellgje krijohen rreth meje.
Jane portale per ne boten e deshirave.

S’me mbetet gje tjeter vec te hidhem e te kercej;
te bej sikur jam femije.
E gezimet e nje te shkuare te kaluar do te vijne te me perqafojne.

October and its rains are back
My eyes are being washed
My cheeks are being caressed.

So many ponds around me.
They are portals to the world of desires.

All I can do is jump and dance;
pretend to be a child.
And the joys of bygone days will come to embrace me.