Lekë Loshi Biography

Mixed were our passions
When we so simultaneously met
It was as if we were meant
Like beige and silk for fashions
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I see you stranger
Pique runs through your tears
Might have had a couple of beers
‘Cause your soul’s in danger
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I remember those young days
When I used to love the breeze
Or when I was amazed
Due to curiosity
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The rain swells the streets with its horrid tears
It drowns us in sadness with its thin trickles of water
Oh, how I wish it was hotter
How I wish you were near
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I recollect those days
As the sun’s rays were haemorrhaging with rage
Our friendship was aging
I came through that stage
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