Sa Herë Bie Borë Në Prishtinë

Each Time It Snows In Rome

Pluh’ri i Prishtinës, tymi i Obiliqit,
Qenjt endacak, që asishen pas kafiqit
M’ bëjn nervoz
M’ bëjn nervoz

Baba me dur n xhepa, m’tha shko djali jem n kyrbet
Le shkollën rahat, ik lahper o çka po pret!
Mos m’bo nervoz
Mos m’bo nervoz

Se lo bab une vendlindjen, çka po thu a t’kan lon ment,
Po për çka leshin ke luftu, për mu a për naj hajn të trent,
E mos m’ bo nervoz
O mos m’ bo nervoz

Ref:
Bab mos u dëshpro, n çdo mahall jon tri budall,
Mandej ktu e kom Lirinë, ma t mirën çik n mahall
Pra pa nervozë


Ec rrugve të Prishtinës, prej kafiqit në kafiq,
Po Lirin spo muj e gjej, as n’Kaqanik as n’Kull as n’Kçiq
Bohna nervoz
Bohna nervoz

Lirinë e ka lshu toka, o njerz jem ka bohem horr!
A ma pa kush Lirin, o kush osht ka ma keqpërdor,
O jom nervoz,
Jom shum nervoz.

Ref:
Kthemani Lirinë, se fort ka nis o me m marr malli,
E kur un bohna nervoz, vi e marr vet e në fund ju kalli
Hiç pa nervoz
Kom me ju sos!

Liria

Gettin’ mad

Woke up late this morning, feeling empty as my bed,
Lost my coffee cup but what’s this damn storm in my head,
It makes me mad,
It makes me mad.

Empty bottles all aroundme, Life’s just a game I hate to play
Just another perfect morning, it’s just another perfect day,
It makes me mad,
I’m getting mad.

I found finally my T-shirt, but damn I’ve lost my bloody jeans
I’m such a mess that’s what I am, unstructured whatever it means
And I’m getting mad,
Man, I’m getting mad.

Chorus:
O.K. I’ll pull myself together and crawl down to my favorit bar,
First I’ll have damn coffee and then whiskey in a jar
And I’ll be cool, 
Ready to rule.

So I’ve decided to take it easy, and pretend that I’m O.K.
Grass is green and sun is shining, but hell shadow is on my way  
And it makes me mad,
And it makes me mad,

I wish I had a job, I wish I were a billionaire,
Some chick aroud my car and dance like Michael Jackson orFred Astaire
Wouldn’t that be mad,
Or would it be sad?

Chorus:
So I’ll pull myself together and crawl down to my favorit bar,
First I’ll have a coffee and then whiskey in a jar
And I’ll be cool, 
I’m ready to rule.

Dardan Shkreli