The flag is red,
Red is bravery,
Bravery gives you strength,
And mean bloodshed.
And covered with black.
Black is the eagles.
Eagles in the centre.
Its transition, from
A communist regime.
They, too, have a dream.
To team-up;
Scream, believe, submarine
From overseas;
To bring them down.
And brought the free market
Incoming forgeries supermarket
Creating a new market.
Dear mama,
Or as; they say, Nëna.
Into the border,
We go.
Border with Macedonia.
To the top,
Begins a trip;
To Golem Korab.
More than 2700 meter high.

Now I say goodbye.
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