Was our relation on purpose bound
Oft like the Moon, it affects me
When for a moment, you would frown
I feel astray, abandoned from thee
For, when you laugh, you put me light
I am in bliss like children with toys
I see your eyes, like farmers the sky
They smile like the sun over hill tops
What will our relation be next again?
A bigger love than the whole world
Or would it be an endless pain
Like that of Tristan, and Isolde?!
Translation from Albanian into English
By Alfred Kola
