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EVERYONE IS IN MY CHEST In my memory exhausted curiosity passed energetically over the ridges of motherland Longing was unexperienced is gifting me tears Feelings were wetted with absence and gathering And speaks in Albanian Or talks Albanian Even the rock Even a tear For the pillow of Çajup And I am entering Cannot exit From Tirana's Energetic happiness O people I have all of you In my chest...
