Ai qe kurr ne dashni s'ka ra

Ai qe kurr ne dashni s'ka ra
fukara eshte ne ket dynja
Ai qe ka zemer me dasht
Zoti ne krye mendet ja lasht

Kur ja nis me tu dridh zemra
dite s'dite nuk punon mendja
Nuk sheh, syt duke i pas ne ball
se dashnia te ban budall

Ah dashni, ah dashni
Si uj deti ishe ti
Sa ma shum qe pijn
Ma shum etje ndjen

A ka kush qe ne dashni bjen
dhe rahat gjumi e zen??
Kur troket zemer e shkreta
ndryshe niset me u ba jeta
Edhe zjarri nese te prek
nuk e ndjen qe te ka djeg
Nuk din me u rujt e as me u tut
Ne dymbdhjet te dites rruga te humb

Ai qe kurr ne dashni s'ka ra
he who never felt in love
fukara eshte ne ket dynja
is in this world a poor man
Ai qe ka zemer me dasht
He who has a heart to love
Zoti ne krye mendet ja lasht
Let God leave his brain/mind in his head (meaning he is wise so let im be like that)

Kur ja nis me tu dridh zemra
when your voice starts to tremble
dite s'dite nuk punon mendja
if you want it or dont, the mind doesnt function
Nuk sheh, syt duke i pas ne ball
(you) dont see, even while your having eyes on your face (litterly: on your forehead)
se dashnia te ban budall
because love makes you a crazy/mad person

Ah dashni, ah dashni
oh love, oh love
Si uj deti ishe ti
like water of the see you are
Sa ma shum qe pijn
how more you drink
Ma shum etje ndjen
how more you feel thirst

A ka kush qe ne dashni bjen
and is there someone who falls in love
dhe rahat gjumi e zen??
and falls in sleep easy??
Kur troket zemer e shkreta
when the poor heart beats
ndryshe niset me u ba jeta
the world starts changing
Edhe zjarri nese te prek
and even if fire would touch you
nuk e ndjen qe te ka djeg
you dont feel that you get burned
Nuk din me u rujt e as me u tut
you dont know how to be careful and how to be afraid
Ne dymbdhjet te dites rruga te humb
On the middle of the day(litterly it says at 12 o'clock) the roads lost you