Sesi te rrita , nje zot e di, Me buke e kripe , ne nje tepsi, Shellire te hidhur ,vuajtje pafund, Shpirti mu drodh , e zemra mu shkund. Dhe ti u nise, pa thene asnji fjale, Cope zemra ime , kur t'putha ne balle, Ike aq large bir , shpirti im, Nena menduar ndjen vec zbrazetire. mars 2014 kucove
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