A glass of wine I drink in a flair
A glass of wine I drink in a flair,
As I would drink your lips one-time.
Winter has brought me other hair
And you have lost your image of prime.
Over the Dajt peak the Moon gives pecks,
She is caressing her beloved star.
Maybe she’s now kissing his neck,
As I kissed you somewhere one-time.
Do you remember all of those nights?
The nights I swam in love with thee
When I kissed you with a sea might
And the Moon felt much jealousy.
In the Lana banks I walk carefree,
And on my back the wind does hover.
In sadness waters are asking me:
Where are you heading, so bad a lover?
Do you remember all of those nights?
The nights in marriage in love with thee.
When I kissed you with a sea might,
The lonely Moon looked down to see.
Translation from Albanian into English
By Alfred Kola
