Our word
(Fjala jonë)

You slept in our pierced bone
You wove legends and temples you toppled

Bloodstained bridge between ashes and light
Rebel child of the heart, bread and salt

Adorned bride with girlish dreams
Veil never torn in white kullas

You have threaded your name through yellow rings
Your love has been hunted with bow and arrow

Like the full moon you are born in every love
And build your home in every heart

Crimson butterfly in our bone
We have immured you as a song extracted from our flesh.