November 17th , 2009, Prishtina
Ode to the Kosovar Princess
Though she isn’t a crowned Princess
She makes me call so
Her great sight and wittiness
Are those which can show
She makes me call so
Her great sight and wittiness
Are those which can show
She doesn’t need a Princess crown
Her face and hair are great
Skillfulness and beauty are hers own
So she doesn’t need to break
Her face and hair are great
Skillfulness and beauty are hers own
So she doesn’t need to break
What a kind of behaviour softness!
It was not seen like that before
To call her a Princess
To her we have an owe
It was not seen like that before
To call her a Princess
To her we have an owe
I didn’t say to her a single word
But having seen and heard her
Impacted on me to be differed
Thinking of her in thoughts to soar
But having seen and heard her
Impacted on me to be differed
Thinking of her in thoughts to soar
It quickens my heartbeats
When her voice is heard
Her glittering eyes meet
My sight that make it perk
When her voice is heard
Her glittering eyes meet
My sight that make it perk
Composed by:
Valmir Gashi