Ema Qazimi - Kur celin bozhuret

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  • Опубліковано 6 тра 2023
  • Festivali 21 rtsh, viti 1982
    Teksti Gaqo Apostoli
    Muzika Limoz Dizdari
    TEKSTI
    Kur celin bozhuret
    Kur dielli del mbi mal e fushen ngroh
    Ky zjarr qe gonxhet mbajne nis dallgezon
    Ne rrenje ne cdo petal qe flakeron
    Rinine e bukur mban dhe jeten e zgjon
    Nje valle si legjende, si nje vargmal
    Prej syve merr kaq drite, nga zemrat gjak.
    Nje enderr ne pranvere te hap kaq plage
    Ky diell bozhuret cel mbi toke lulet flake
    Gjithmone
    Petalet i mban ndezur endrra jone
    dhe flakerojne.
    refreni 2x
    Po celin ne mal po celin ne fushe
    Bozhur si zemra jone ti cel
    Per ty o trim o vajze si yll,
    Ne mbledhim bozhur per ju.
    Ti rritesh permbi mal e permbi gur
    Nje vajze po thur kurore o me bozhur
    Kjo valle si vargmal po dallgezon
    Atje ku ra nje trim ti cel e cel gjithmone
    Gjithmone
    Petalet i mban ndezur endrra jone
    dhe flakerojne.
    refreni 2x
    Po celin ne mal po celin ne fushe
    Bozhure si zemra jone ti cel.
    Per ty o trim o vajze si yll,
    Ne mbledhim bozhure per ju.
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    ne Angl. - TRANSLATION
    When peonies bloom
    When sun comes above mountain and warms the plain
    The fire of the buds, wakes up and undulates
    In the root and every petal that flares up
    it holds the youthfulness, and revives the life.
    It's a dance resembling a legend, a range of mountains
    From eyes it takes bright light, from hearts the blood.
    A dream in springtime cuts open many wounds
    The sun has peonies bloom on earth, with red flame flowers.
    At all times
    It’s our dream that sets the petals ablaze
    and they flare up.
    Refrain 2x
    They bloom in the mountain, they bloom in the plain
    The peony that resembles our heart, is blooming
    For the brave young man, for the beautiful young lady
    We pick the peonies for them.
    It grows on the mountain, it grows on the rock
    the girl weaves wreath with peony buds.
    This dance undulates like a range of mountains
    There where a brave man fell, it blooms, at all times it blooms.
    At all times
    It’s our dream that sets the petals ablaze,
    and they flare up.
    Refrain 2x
    …………….
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