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    S.Mod. i dikurshem Maska e Orion_DYRRAHU
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    For a while

    For a While

    Let's just stop for a while,
    and look back...
    There's nobody behind
    down our track.

    Let's just rest for a while
    catch our breath...
    We've been running all life
    scared to death.

    Let's just think for a while
    what we've done...
    Count the virtues and sins
    'long the run.

    Let's recall for a while
    who we've raced...
    We are blind, and our fate
    can't be chased.

    Let's just check for a while
    left and right...
    What has always looked dark
    shines so bright.

    Let's just feel for a while
    our hearts pound...
    Dear God, we're alive!
    Heed the sound!

    -----------------Dhjetor 2005---------

    The Tear Drop

    All he asked to her was "Why?"
    and a tear dropped on the floor.
    She had never seen him cry;
    he had never cried before.

    Nor did he this time around.
    Men are not supposed to cry!
    Just one tear crashed on the ground,
    and the grief shaded the sky.

    She could think a million answers
    to make that weak "why" give up.
    None of them was good enough
    to dry out that tear drop.


    Braktisja

    Ti ike,
    si nje thellime e ftohte fund-vjeshte qe paralajmeron acarin e dimrit.

    More me vete,
    te zverdhurat, te vyshkurat enderrime dhe ndjenja te miat, qe njohen vec rrebeshin e zhgenjimit.

    Me le vetem,
    te thare, te zhveshur, shprese-humbur, mua, te ngratin trung te pezmatimit.

    -----------Janar 2006------
    Ndryshuar pėr herė tė fundit nga shigjeta : 05-01-2006 mė 22:35
    Yhyyyy, sa kisha pa shkruar ketu...!
    ===============================================
    Mbi dallgėt e jetės kjo udha ime e gjatė,
    unė rrėxohem dhe... ngrihem prapė!

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    Unquestionable! Maska e Cupke_pe_Korce
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    The Tear Drop

    All he asked to her was "Why?"
    and a tear dropped on the floor.
    She had never seen him cry;
    he had never cried before.

    Nor did he this time around.
    Men are not supposed to cry!
    Just one tear crashed on the ground,
    and the grief shaded the sky.

    She could think a million answers
    to make that weak "why" give up.
    None of them was good enough
    to dry out that tear drop.
    I thought men were dead. I guess I was wrong :)
    Summertime, and the livin' is easy...

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    i/e regjistruar Maska e Brari
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    bukur shkruan ti orion..
    a je ti ai i gjati basketbollisti.. cuni doktoreshes dhe profesorit?

    Suksese!

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    S.Mod. i dikurshem Maska e Orion_DYRRAHU
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    Po Brar une jam.
    Bej cudi si e njef kaq mire familjen time. Me siguri duhet te kesh lidhje te forta me Durresin. Apo ke jetuar per ndonje periudhe kohe ne Durres?

    Te pershendes.
    Yhyyyy, sa kisha pa shkruar ketu...!
    ===============================================
    Mbi dallgėt e jetės kjo udha ime e gjatė,
    unė rrėxohem dhe... ngrihem prapė!

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    Programues Softueresh Maska e edspace
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    The Tear Drop

    All he asked to her was "Why?"
    ...
    She could think a million answers
    to make that weak "why" give up.
    Shumė bukur Orion!
    Nėse mė lejohen disa sugjerime:

    All he asked (pa to) her was "Why?"
    ...
    She could think of a million answers

    "give up" ėshtė veprim qė zakonisht kryhet nga njė person dhe sikur nuk tingėllon bukur ashtu siē ėshtė shprehur.
    Edi

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    Gjirokaster ballergjende Maska e Albioni
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    Very nice Orion

    Pershendetje Brar, Ed, Orion.

    Edhe une kam kohe pa shkruajtur ketu, but I can't just leave without saying hello to u guys.

    Urime, dhe qofte nje vit i mbare per te gjith ju
    Be peacefull in your pursuit of a beautiful life.

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    S.Mod. i dikurshem Maska e Orion_DYRRAHU
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    Edo si ke qene ti ihere? Long time, no keep in touch huh? :)
    Shume te drejta verejtjet, po per hir rime dhe ritmi behen perjashtime ne vagjet e nje poezie.

    Ne rastin konkret une vargun e kam me 7 rrokje, dhe po te veproj c'me sugjeron ti (qe ne fakt eshte drejtshkrimi e skate) nje varg me del me nje rrokje mangut, dhe tjetri me nje rrokje teper.
    Per hir te ritmit, dua s'dua do t'i bej ato dy gabime.

    Kurse per ate "give up"-in e mendova gjate dhe une punen, po s'me dilte qe s'me dilte rima. Desha s'desha, i had to settle with that. :)

    Pershendetje Albion. Me vjen mire qe lexohemi e pershendetemi ngandonjehere keshtu, like the old times.
    Yhyyyy, sa kisha pa shkruar ketu...!
    ===============================================
    Mbi dallgėt e jetės kjo udha ime e gjatė,
    unė rrėxohem dhe... ngrihem prapė!

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    Ere... Maska e bluemoon
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    For a While

    Let's just stop for a while,
    and look back...
    There's nobody behind
    down our track.

    Let's just rest for a while
    catch our breath...
    We've been running all life
    scared to death.

    Let's just think for a while
    what we've done...
    Count the virtues and sins
    'long the run.

    Let's recall for a while
    who we've raced...
    We are blind, and our fate
    can't be chased.

    Let's just check for a while
    left and right...
    What has always looked dark
    shines so bright.

    Let's just feel for a while
    our hearts pound...
    Dear God, we're alive!
    Heed the sound!

    -----------------Dhjetor 2005---------

    The Tear Drop

    All he asked to her was "Why?"
    and a tear dropped on the floor.
    She had never seen him cry;
    he had never cried before.

    Nor did he this time around.
    Men are not supposed to cry!
    Just one tear crashed on the ground,
    and the grief shaded the sky.

    She could think a million answers
    to make that weak "why" give up.
    None of them was good enough
    to dry out that tear drop.


    Braktisja

    Ti ike,
    si nje thellime e ftohte fund-vjeshte qe paralajmeron acarin e dimrit.

    More me vete,
    te zverdhurat, te vyshkurat enderrime dhe ndjenja te miat, qe njohen vec rrebeshin e zhgenjimit.

    Me le vetem,
    te thare, te zhveshur, shprese-humbur, mua, te ngratin trung te pezmatimit.

    -----------Janar 2006------
    Very impressed... the sound of these words echoes in my brain... What a beauty beholds a surrendered soul when this surrender comes through the noblest feeling of all... love... very, very impressed...

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    S.Mod. i dikurshem Maska e Orion_DYRRAHU
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    Kete poezi qe ia kam kushturar nje shoqeje te ngushte, te cilen, me kete rast e pershendes. Vlen te them (per te mos ngaterruar ata qe e lexojne) se ne poezi une marr vendin e saj... Eshte krijimi im i pare i mirfillte ne anglisht.

    To you.

    Darkness abolished my youth and pride
    and hell was where I roomed...
    I damn the day I became bride
    and evil became groom.

    I tried so hard to make things change,
    to make the wrong look right.
    But all I got was tears and pain,
    and nightmares day and night.

    Then you were born, you peice of heaven,
    friend with the stars above.
    You fragile soul who were conceived
    from torturing and love.

    That's when I heard a voice inside,
    a waking ring, a sign:
    "I won't be weak, no, I won't hide!
    I will protect what's mine!"

    I held your hand and I broke through
    ignoring threats and fear.
    I did just what I had to do
    long time ago, my dear.

    I know you suffer, you hate him too...,
    for I can feel your ache.
    But don't be scared; I'll be with you
    in every step you take.

    I'll be your shelter, your bow and arrow,
    the strike you'll choose to swing.
    I'll be the path you'll need to follow,
    the tune you'll love to sing.

    The hurt and sorrow I hide inside
    I'm sure, will heal away
    right when I see your eyes, your smile
    show happyness some day.

    You will grow tall, and strong, and wise,
    that's why I will forget
    the obscure past I left behind,
    the choices I regret.

    A splendid future now awaits
    for us to speed and go.
    So hold me tight; I won't look back.
    We're free (!), and now I know!


    ----------------------------Prill 2005------------
    Yhyyyy, sa kisha pa shkruar ketu...!
    ===============================================
    Mbi dallgėt e jetės kjo udha ime e gjatė,
    unė rrėxohem dhe... ngrihem prapė!

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    i/e regjistruar Maska e ^AngeL^
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    shum te bukura.






    What Do They Know

    I face the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside.
    They see only happiness, they cant see the tears I've cried.
    When I am alone I hurt, because here I do it well.
    In front of all the watchful eyes my heaven turns to hell.
    The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say.
    In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day.
    Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or wrong?
    In the end I gave him up, but inside still sing his song.
    I don't know how to find the strength I thought I had.
    If only I could play tough it wouldn't be so bad.
    They say that life goes on and someday I'll smile again.
    But, how do they know my pain without being where I've been?
    I've traveled so far from home, and can't find my way back.
    Somewhere along the way I must have jumped the track.
    I saw him just today and his smile is still the same.
    He looked at me so sweetly, but never spoke my name.
    I wonder if he remembers me, It hasn't been that long.
    He may have forgotten me, but I still sing his song.

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