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Perballe heshtjes gjendem shpeshhere,pa thene gjithmone.Flas me te deri ne enderra.Aty ndalem.E sulmoj me delikatese,bertas me gjithe forcen e shpirtit,
si per ta vrare krejt heshtjen time.

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"WHEN I'M BACK ON MY FEET AGAIN"

Gonna break these chains around me
Gonna learn to fly again
May be hard, may be hard
But I'll do it
When I'm back on my feet again

Soon these tears will all be dryin'
Soon these eyes will see the sun
Might take time, might take time
But I'll see it
When I'm back on my feet again

CHORUS
When I'm back on my feet again
I'll walk proud down this street again
And they'll all look at me again
And they'll see that I'm strong

Gonna hear the children laughing
Gonna hear the voices sing
Won't be long, won't be long
Till I hear them
When I'm back on my feet again

Gonna feel the sweet light of heaven
Shining down its light on me
One sweet day, one sweet day
I will feel it
When I'm back on my feet again

And I'm not gonna crawl again
I will learn to stand tall again
No I'm not gonna fall again
Cos I'll learn to be strong

Soon these tears will all be dryin'
Soon these eyes will see the sun
Won't be long, won't be long
Till I see it
When I'm back on my feet again
When I'm back on my feet again
I'll be back on my feet again

Michael Bolton

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Beautiful desha te pershendes me nje poezi te Pablo Nerudes bellisima.. Jane vargje qe me preken ne zemer kur i lexova.. Ndaj ti dedikoj dhe ty, sepse sei la miglior amica che ho.. TVB tanto. .. Keto Vargje jane nje lloj kure e qe te japin kurajo ne perkorsin e jetes.. Qe vetem ne me vullnetin tone ,mund te arrijme ate qe deshirojme. Urime per temen .Shume e bukur dhe domethenese.. Shume here dhe une gjendem ne muret e heshtjes ,kuru ne vetvete kerkoj nje pergjigje.

Lentamente muore
chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine,
ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi,
chi non cambia la marcia,
chi non rischia e cambia colore dei vestiti,
chi non parla a chi non conosce.

Muore lentamente chi evita una passione,
chi preferisce il nero su bianco
e i puntini sulle "i"
piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,
proprio quelle
che fanno brillare gli occhi,
quelle che fanno
di uno sbadiglio un sorriso,
quelle che fanno battere il cuore
davanti all'errore e ai sentimenti.
Lentamente muore
chi non capovolge il tavolo,
chi e' infelice sul lavoro,
chi non rischia la certezza
per l'incertezza per inseguire un sogno,
chi non si permette
almeno una volta nella vita
di fuggire ai consigli sensati.

Lentamente muore chi non viaggia,
chi non legge,
chi non ascolta musica,
chi non trova grazia in se stesso.
Muore lentamente
chi distrugge l'amor proprio,
chi non si lascia aiutare;
chi passa i giorni a lamentarsi
della propria sfortuna o
della pioggia incessante.

Lentamente muore
chi abbandona un progetto
prima di iniziarlo,
chi non fa domande
sugli argomenti che non conosce,
chi non risponde
quando gli chiedono
qualcosa che conosce.
Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi,
ricordando sempre che essere vivo
richiede uno sforzo
di gran lunga maggiore
del semplice fatto di respirare.
Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterą
al raggiungimento
di una splendida felicita'.

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Flm sis.

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...Dhe sot heshtja ime u kthye ne tinguj malli.Kendova melodine e mungeses se fjalve brenda meje,
me syte e shpirtit drejtuar nga TI...Kendova bashke me ndjenjen e veshur
me petale trendafili te bardhe,
si shpiti yne i perbashket!

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="Duke kercyer me heshtjen , mu kujtua serish zeri yt.


...Heshtja sulmoi cdo note nostalgjie ne kete cast.

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...Eh,sa keq ndjehesh kur flet me heshtjen.Sekrete te jetes qe vetem ti i di,
vetem ti i ke perjetuar.Vetem ti i ke ndjere...//

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April 16,2006.
Te flasesh me heshtjen eshte njesoj si te flasesh me veten,por pa ze,pa tinguj,
pa psheretima...
Sot eshte nje dite e vecante.Me e clodhshme,me domethenese,me e qete...
Por vetem heshtja me ngacmon qelizat e trurit ne keto ore te para te mengjesit."Happy easter to all my friends & Family and also to my special cousin Denisa!"

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="CHIHUAHUA"-Shiua-uaa e DJ Bobo-se, po ecen ne rrugen e heshtjes ritmike...
Mos mendo per te nesermen,
ec drejt hijes tende qe leshon ne kete erresire te mbushur me shiun e nates pranverore
e etur per liri.E vetmja fjale qe me ben per vete eshte fjala "Liberty.=

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Puerto Rico or Albania :- Vaya Con dios

Wake up Angelita, your mama just turned off the light
Manolo is already waiting by the old water-pipe
Her shoes in one hand she carefully walks down the stairs
Holding her breath ’cause there’s danger and love in the air.

Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania
Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania

Your papa will beat him if he ever finds out
Begging the Virgin won’t help when you hear Manolito shout,
Manolito shout
He’s already standing under the starlit sky
You run to his arms and you laugh and you cry as he holds you tight

Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania
Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania

He says he’ll be leaving you soon still you beg him to stay
But he wants to make it somewhere in the U.S.A.
And though he’ll be far he promises he’ll write every day
When time will be right, he’ll come back and he’ll take you away

Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania
Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania

Your papa don’t like him, he says he’s no good
He steals and he fights and he never behaves, like a young man should
Angelita she knows,

he’s not that bad inside
She takes the medal,

she wears on a chain,

and presses it

into his palm.

Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania
Aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe aļe Albania

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=I Got You Babe=
UB40


They say we`re young and we don`t know
Won`t find out till we grow
Well i don`t baby that`s true
Cause you got me and baby i got you

Babe, i got you babe, i got you, babe.

They say our love won`t pay the rent
Before it`s earn`d our money`s always spent
I guess that`s so, we don`t have a lot
But at least i`m sure of all the things we got

Babe, i got you babe, i got you, babe.
I got flowers in the spring
I got you, to wear my ring
And when i`m sad, you`re a clown

And when i get scared
you`re always around, oooo
So let them say your hair`s too long
I don`t care, with you i can`t do wrong
And put your little hand in mine
There ain`t no hill or mountain we can`t climb

Babe, i got you babe, i got you, babe.

I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you i won`t let go
I got you to love me so
I got you, babe

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