In my heart, I carry a blessed land,
where the Albanian word is born like light.
From generation to generation,
we have inherited,
a language that never fades in any season.
Our flag waves proudly,
over the mountains and fields of Albanian soil,
with a pure heart and a patriotic soul,
we preserve history as a treasure.
Our homeland calls us with its ancient voice,
with the names of heroes and golden memories.
The eagle in the sky will always speak,
of the love that is inseparable from the land.
Let the word unite every heart,
let the Albanian language flourish forever.
For the nation lives as long as memory endures,
and the Albanian name shines throughout life.
