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How to get out of that shit
When gaming feels quick
When the wedding is rigged 
When the economy slips away
bit by bit

How to get out of this shit
When everyone doesn’t want 
To listen to you forcefully lose it
How to trap a new idea 
And make something out of it!

How to get out of the shit
That i created slowly 
Telling myself that i wanted it
Hijacking my desires 
To stand by her on it

How to get out of shit 
That you never wanted
That you never knew 
Would be so deep
That smelled so good, so sick

How to win over that shit
That nearly made a mess of a town
Made a mess of your mind
A swirl in the heart to take away
all the emotions combined

I have nothing to tell anymore
You pour it all in one cup
Rebuild yourself In the aggregate 
A sportsman of dramas
Winning medals of honor

A man of refreshing candor
What a pleasure to be around
But not for long
Leave him alone with his dreams
And the not so funny jokes

How to see the shit for what it is
A scum story that i had to deal with
Legends of tomorrow, Ghosts of a town
No heart, soul, empathy 
Nothing to look around

How to stop this shit now
I have had enough, 
I feel it fading, i feel it far away
I am at the beginning when
I didn’t know what Pollog meant anyway

How to let the shit be
With all the aggravation resting inside of me
To close one eye, not hear my scream
Let the numbness rule
And not to become mean

How to sleep this shit away
The names die, slowly, one by one
I stop sometimes just to remember someone
I should be worried not why i remember 
But when i will forget…

Cause from that 
there is no turning back!

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I will be dramatic for a while

I need to make sense of this world

I need to understand what goes on my mind

I will need to face the facts

I will need to make up some

I will need to rearrange

Time and time again for the mistake

that someone else made

I need to keep thinking, shrinking

Until I stop bleeding

I need to miss a face

I need to miss a target

I need to take a wrong turn

Not to end up where the mind wanders

I need not see the past sweet moments

Not to face the demons once again

Happily living a life that I granted

I need to understand that

Hey! I made it happen!

I need to wait for the moment

where the blending happens

I forget who I was

I forget who she is

I forget the plates, the numbers

I forget whatever is left of the calls

I forget to look for the sweet life moments

I forget what exactly happened

I forget the father, the family

And all the bullshit

I will forget the niece!

The essential

Prej disa gjerave ka shpetim

Prej disa gjerave shpetim ste duhet

Koha luan me ne dhe naim’bledh

kujtimet qe duhet te zhduken,

Bekime qe te zhbejne forcen

Por ada’ptohesh

And it somehow happens

A blend of tomorrow and yesterday

Comes at my door, plays with my nerves

for a while, and it detours.

A European dream  that didn’t pan out

A short Viennese walk

A master on negligence, on how to be the best

In something that you don’t care. You adapt

I will calculate everything from now on

I will have to measure the lengths

The shortcomings

The words, the deeds

I will have to take care again of me

Not to fall for the inevitable same thing.

And then the realities blend

You are in the middle of the jump

Tomorrow is inevitable

Yesterday a stepping stone

The bells of a wedding

Behind my ears

The white dress in the front,

shkurta’shqip si te duash

Eshte vone!

And I am a blending of all the feelings

Of all the sights

I am still at my beginning

While everyone else
is doing all right!

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Just imagine for a bit

No location just a stream of memories

Walking blindly past the bridge

Leading yourself down that ledge

The nights of Glo, not even mine

This is how i remember

And this i how it rhymes

I am the past that keeps writing

Not to you but to myself!

This i how i remember

And this is how it now dwells

If it hurts just be grateful

It will not hurt one yesterday

And no need to repeat it

I say what i know, i know what i say

A Split near Split

Some memories find corners

Of your mind and sit

Along with new comers

I remember talking about some flowers

Had to keep it short not to bother

The Bud that was pretty busy

Making up a story full of nonsense

I hope you’ve learned to behave

I hope you do love and respect

The ones that stay

The ones that for a slight moment

Thought that you are okay

I hope you finally know how to ride

Your emotions, your past, your future

The cars are not important

Only details in the picture

I hope you drive yourself to different places

Not like the past but with clear intent

To make one feel slightly healthier

Not to widen the spectrum of those you hurt

I hope he sees the light of tomorrow

at the end of this tunnel

The inevitable future that one day

He will reach

I hope that the glow in the dark shows him

What is not visible in the puzzle piece

I now know why it was easier

to glow in the dark

The lack of people around

Made it hard for me to look

for another spark

I hope it glows in the light of day,

through those many windows

The grey facade

The yellow paint!

People ignore the rhythms of life

What was once ours belongs to someone else

Some things can’t glow into eternity

Especially when one is the prey!

I remember pieces of those dirty tricks

Makes me shiver in this night full of glowing bits

As I've always said

The problem only begins when i start to remember

Not when i forget something!

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If olny you would’ve accepted my love that night

You would know how life goes, how businesses run
How the heart feels when it is in this love, tight!

I’m sure i would smile, i’m sure i would flinch
According to your tantrums, according to your lips

I’m sure i would travel to all of your cities,
In a pinch… 
I was stuck on a road, so all i could do was call to make sure everything was okay

I thought i was helping you find your way home
By letting you go
Beside your father… close to your mom

When will you realize that they are not waiting for you?
When will I realize Vienna is not waiting for me too?
When will I realise that there are things that i cannot undo?

If i would take back time i wouldnt remeber a name 
Just to save myself a heartbreak
I wouldn’t need to rescue myself again

I’d stop and wait for her to do
Her part, her things,
When will I realise that i can’t control everything?

In retrospect things would be different, 
I’d have less miles on my wheels,
a frequent flyer in my pocket, 
back and forth to you, back and forth to me.

I will not forget i will not forgive
I have things to arrange 
I have explicit duties to fix
I have people to save

From things that they don’t know
A story line that they missed 

September coming too fast
I can’t keep up with this itch on my heart
A field full of rabbits 
My eyes still on the shark

And i can’t come back
We both know that
There are roads, stories, eyes
Names, that i can not neglect 

Vision full of debris from 
That collision of the past

I can’t touch on what was done,
Without interfering with the future
Prej disa gjërave s’ka Shpëtim
Keshtu qe…

Me duhet te pranoj jo vetem nje deshtim
Por nje linje prodhimi plot gabime 
qe peshojne mbi shpirtin tim

Nuk dua ta them por s’dua te harroj
Pjese e zgjedhjeve qe bejme 
Jane situatat neper te cilat duhet te vrapoj

Prej disa gjerave Shpetim s’te duhet!
Mjafton te mesosh, te permirsosh
Thjesht te lekundesh. Pa humbje

Nuk eshte e thjesht te kujtohet e shkuara
Kur fokusi mbetet ne jeten qe vjen
Nje pafundesi e ndodhive te çuditshme
Pasoje e optimizmit tim.

S’ka Pollog qe e permbush
Te verteten e realitetit tim…
Kur ende rrugeve kerkoj
Fytyra dhe emra pa mbarim, pa kuptim

Fytyra qe ne fund te dites
Nuk ishin as perjetim…

Disa gjerave eshte veshtire tu japësh nje shpjegim
Disa gjerave… veshtire tu vesh nje çmim

I hope one day you’ll understand
the realities that i now need to forget
How the past would be of a different fabric
The future… of a different scent

If you only would’ve accepted my love… then!

West gates are open, East gates closed
Some old stories are fresher than the new ones

Dear love i always know what stories to bring
I just know that i need to find a new song to sing!

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A new life out for the beginning
Ringing bells from every side

As the last one waves from the limits
Of the sky above and the dark ride

A new wave a new vibe 
A new me, a new them 

A new anthem to things that i stand by
A pledge to her absence 

Strangers, solitude, a deep farewell 
No handshake no dwell

Life is a complicated essence of strategies 
Gone bad, some that work, some that get stuck
Some that function well! 

And the best strategy? 
A new life for the beginning 

A new structure, a heart of metal
Weapons of choice? No guns and barrel

I’ll switch the side for a bit, 
Sepse dukshem c’do gje qe bej 

Ka nje efekt te kundert 
Ne retrospektive

C’do gje kthehet 
Disa shkojne

Disa harrohen 
Disa s’dine te harrojne

Nuk dua ta di, nuk dua ta them
Nderkohe dua pergjithmone aty te jem

Nje jete e re per ty jetuar
Pjese te shkuara per tu tejkaluar

Pjese te vjetra per tu studjuar
Cdo gje ne rend per tu sistemuar

Nuk dua ta them por s’dua ta harroj
Pjese e jetes se re dukshem kalon nga
rruga neper te cilen une rralle shkoj

Dukshem e ndjej se kur gaboj,
Dukshem e di cfare nuk shkon

Ajo qe nuk duket gjekundi
Eshte E ardhmja qe vonon…

Nderkohqe qe pres duhet prap te ndryshoj
Cause these alterations of my heart

Create a stupidly complex noise
That makes it hard to tell the emotions apart

A new life to explore
Ringing bells from every shore

But the nights are still cold 
The heart still sore

I wonder how the commutes feel

Do they get the sense
that something’s missing

Do they ever dive into their emotions
Do they ever find me there…
Do they ever hesitate for a moment
To make me stronger

Why do i even care

A new life calling, ringing…
I am clearly on the other side

As these small bridges shape the core 
Of the sky above and this dark ride!



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Ca pika shiu ranë mbi qelq.
Për ty unë befas ndjeva mall.
Jetojmë të dy në një qytet,
Dhe rrallë shihemi, sa rrallë.

Edhe m'u duk pak e çuditshme
Si erdh kjo vjeshtë, ky mëngjes.
Qiejt e ngrysur pa lejlekë
Dhe shirat pa ylberë në mes.

Dhe thënia e vjetër e Heraklitit
Seç m'u kujtua sot për dreq :
« Të zgjuarit janë bashkë në botë,
Kurse të fjeturit janë veç ».

Në ç'ëndërr kemi rënë kaq keq,
Që dot s'po zgjohemi ne vallë ?...
Ca pika shiu ranë mbi qelq
Dhe unë për ty seç ndjeva mall.

1976



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Hello… just hello!
This is more for me than just for you!
My working crew
My mind, my heart 
My muscles my thoughts
About everything that i gave 
And all that i received
About me being the straightforward 
Calm not twisted, 
Ever ready to fight your fights
Ever ready to believe your side of the story
Ever ready for your dreams
Not because mines are not important 
But mines are secure
In my righteousness 
In things that I don’t fully believe
But somehow they do believe in me
This is to set myself up straight 
Again and again
Along with trying to straighten up the world
Yours and mine!
This is for all the days that i was left thinking
Sinking! And shrinking!
In the abysmal image of your crooked mirror
Where everything is twisted and stretched 
To fit! To sit! To be engraved 
Through repetition, repetition, repetition
Not the truth i see
The one That you don’t talk, don’t share
You Don’t speak up about what is fair
Nejse! 
Leave it hidden down there in
The wounded eyes, the pierced soul
The fractured ego, crippled but bold
How different your life would be
If you’d respect your thoughts accordingly 


I guess that is the price to pay
I felt unwanted but allowed to stay
Allowed to be but there on the verge
Just to take a look but not to touch
Just to talk but not to listen, 
And you to be you without restrictions 

Just breathe in the love
breathe out the hope
No space for me in that crown of dust!
No space to reconcile
No April to enjoy
The ring takes another meaning
The future that you had in mind
Now creates another feeling
I have yet to start, again and again
Holding my anger, while being a good friend
I felt unwanted and that can not change
No matter what you throw into the range



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Hello Bud, why are you here
Why is this mess so hard to clear
Useless to talk about this dear

Under this bed i linger
I became the monster i used to fear
Or am i still the hopeless prey

The resting night will clean the day
The resting soul will find it’s way
The long gone smile will shine again

Will i have to go through this again
Will you make this mistake twice?
Shame on me shame on you shame on them

I’ll leave the pain in this
I can keep writing forever
Through the night through the day

To me it is mindless play
To me there is no risk at all
The pain zeroes out as the glory takes the floor

But i’ll write another story
There will be another play
This world does have so much to say

And I can’t risk it all for one
That did not dare to risk one hour
Under this sun

You hear the bells, I hear the screams 
Makes me shiver in this long night 
Full of bad dreams

There must be other things to write about
There must be other songs left in me
There must be, there must be

Another night without this agony
Another day another life
Another kiss another cry

And if not, i will fight to make a deal
To share the stories of those who fight for real
Dreams of a land, dreams of a people

How life feels in this new sphere
I’ve been everywhere that you have not been
Through the night, through the dream

A slow desire to scream, 
A big whisper to be heard 
A truth so fractured, that i can not joke for

Dreams of a land dreams of a people
Suddenly i care so much 
For someone’s freedom

I know his journey 
I feel his pain
If you only knew why am i in this again

If you only knew what awaits
You would run
You wuld carefully close my Gate

AvOid the Noise 
Avoid the luXury suite
Avoid the petits plaisirs

Conditioned Hair, conditioned life
Contoured facE, contoured thoughts
Anything you live for bites back in the night

Everything adds up in the morning
A new shape, a new play
A new mascara, another prey



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A picture in front of the mirror
And i lost it all, my dignity
My hope, my dear nothing, my all

I thought i was averaging a bet
I thought i was in a safe zone
I thought it was a real one

Not any one of those
Nothing in it for me, no home run
Just some pain and sweet-old memory 

The picture remains
Bits, ones and zeroes,
collecting digital dust

And the beautiful irony of it, 
From the 6th to something else, new rims, new screen
And this mind of mine refuses to close some gates

My intentions were crystal clear
And the general kept his word
As he does in general, doesn’t he

At least that’s what he will say
When the bits reshape into his mind
Through the night through the day

Nothing clear on sight
I keep following the money
But still it is just not mine

I keep it all in the back of my head 
This shoebox filled with debris
From a collision in july, 2023

I keep it all in sight
I keep digging on this case
Through the day, through the night

I click, it reshuffles, I reshuffle and it clicks
It is a process so mechanical
that even i am impressed

I keep digging
Like i am the savior of the day
My duty to make a fair play

I keep arranging that watch
To fit the particles of my life
Into this shoebox so small in size

I stop to make a day
I stop to make a life
I stop to make a dent on what’s in sight

I keep looking at every corner
for a face, for a smile, for a weird look
That would definitely make my heart stop for a while

Prolonging my stay just to reach that new day
Waiting for someone to notice the path, 
As my fears project the aftermath

The coast is always greener on the other side
But the valley is still dirty from new old stories
Me you them all trying to reach some glory

Me you them, but still alone in this mess
Left to deal with it on my own
Making decisions like I’m responsible for it all

Letting this ease on it own
As it tightens from every vision of the scroll
Expands and contracts, a life of its own

Hello bud, how are you there
How is life in that plain terre
A bit colder to what you adhere…



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His art is eccentricity, his aim
How not to hit the mark he seems to aim at,

His passion how to avoid the obvious,
His technique how to vary the avoidance.

The others throw to be comprehended. He
Throws to be a moment misunderstood.

Yet not too much. Not errant, arrant, wild,
But every seeming aberration willed.

Not to, yet still, still to communicate
Making the batter understand too late.



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