Parisi, Vendlindja

Do te hyjme ne Paris
gurin tone aty do ta ngulim,
nuk do te na prese Teuta, Genti
nuk do te na prese hordhi e eger romake
nuk do te na prese njeri i gjalle.
Ne Paris do te hyjme
endrrat do ti varim ne krahe te lejlekeve
te nje krua do ti lajme syte , duart lythore
do ti leme netet ballkanike pas shpine
vallet , kenget , baladat , perrallat,
vetem fyellin do ta marrim
ti biem kur te na rroke malli,kur humbim ne grumbullin e kloshareve,
te hijeve,
te minjve,
deri vone rrugeve te Parisit ne metro marramenthi,
do ti marrim ere ftoit te vendlindjes
per kohet pist do te flasim me gishta ,
nuk do te shkelim asnje mize,
nuk do te trembim asnje zog ,
nuk do te derdhim zjarr , vrer ,
mbi koke te njeriut,
Evropes se pergjumur sdo ti perulemi
as perendive te krisura.
Ma jep besen ,Lum Lumi,
se nuk do ta harrojme vendlindjen.

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