Jakup Ferri Isn't that red and white horse from the wild? All the news since this fellow's reign He miserably came from the mountains high Feeling bad that the hero's not with him Seen this horse that legends ask? I put in my sight of him coming home How as naught thy water of Valbone Not enough to mend the bloody flow Jakup Ferri are you there? Thunderous mountains he has come Thirty heads of enemies slain Seven wounds he have , and still he stands Jakup Ferri are you there? Thunderous mountains he has come Thirty heads of enemies slain Seven wounds he have , and still he stands Tired Horse feigned on those rocks over it Sounded of exhausting neighs came up He battled them, and pushed them and done it Freedom had bled out and now that they had it drunk He rested there in a barren top of the mount That river flowing scarlet blood His sight is laid on homeland his beloved Jakup Ferri held the flag! Jakup Ferri are you there? Thunderous mountains he has come Thirty heads of enemies slain Seven wounds he have , and still he stands Jakup Ferri are you there? Thunderous mountains he has come Thirty heads of enemies slain Seven wounds he have , and still he stands
Sa naiv që kam qën, si se takova asnjëher kur vinte tek të afërmit në Lushnje i veshur me meshinë, e stoli rokeri edhe pse e dëgjoja me kufje në vesh me orë të tëra! Lavdi përjetë vëllai do ngelesh përher në zemrat tona!
should this be desert metal . ? eastern metal . ? Arabic metal , .. ? ..i think that my brothers from the east should have and love the freedom of heavy metal that we created for the world ....when i saw a 15yo in the old city of marakesh with a Slayer t shirt i knew that heavy metal extended Everywhere
This is albanian rock inspired by northern albanian folk music. The song is dedicated to albanian warrior Jakup Ferri who fought against serbs like a madman despite being severly injured.
Gent legjenda... dhe te mendosh qe nuk u vlersua asnjehere sic i takonte. Ne Eurovizion ta coje fitonte 100%. Kane marre cmime ,Kozma Dushi, Alma Bektashi e lloj lloj sorollopesh e ska marre cmim Genti. Super e padrejte. Njesoj me Deep pupple, Gun's roses etj per ate zot
kur shqiperia kishte kengatar. tani kemi noyza e stressa e bythqira te till. te marresh nje autobuz ta mbushesh me kta pseudo kenktar te tallavas e reperit dhe ti cosh ne pill te bubit dhe lesh andej se na kan ca karin me ata tekste te shkerdhyera qe bejn.
Ehh po fatkeqesisht keta noyzat e sotit po klikohen dhe pelqehen me se shumti me e keqja e kesaj eshte se veshi jone dita dites esht duke harruar muziken e Gentit muziken e pastert esht nje tragjedi per ne sincerisht dhe dita dites po zhduket muzika e mirfillit origjinale
Nuk ka film per iliret se na adhnohen italiani, greku edhe i çik serbi po kuj i plasi se Gjith keto shqiptaret qe mahen sot te pasur Duhet te investojn me bo diçka per shqiperin e per mbare shqipteret kudo qe jan Duhet te mblidhen aktoret me te medhej qe jan neper bot dhe qe ndjehen shqiptare Duhet mbledhin copezat e historise se vjedhur nga fqinjit Tane Ti aprovojn shkencerisht Dhe me dokumenta e fakte qe flasin qarte Diçka mund te behet Po nuk osht dakort rroma qe luftrat I kabo me ilirine Ne shqiptare duhet te mos perçahemi me njeri tjetrin Po te jemi te mledhur nji e te brefim ne kembe per njeri tjetrin E jo ta perçmojm njeri tjetrin Te mrohemi mes njri tjetrit Mos ta tradhetojm kurren kurres njeri tjetrin Duhet te jemi indiferent kur flitet per interesa tona te perbashketa Jo qe bohet Po bohet lagjenda e mbare botes Kthehemi siç kemi qene ne iliri Te bashkuar i bojm balle çdo lloj fortune E pastaj i bie te fiket italianit grekut edhe serbit Duhet ta dini te nderuar shqiptare qe perçarja eshte armiku yne me i rrezikshem . Bashkim per zemrat tona Ti zbusim zemrat tona per njeri tjetrin E plasin ata qe nuk na duan Duhet tija mbulojme te metat njeri tjetri E te kemi parasyshe Qe te zbulojme vetem te metat e armikut U zgjata shum I uroj çdo shqiptari qe njehet shqiptare Lumturi ,dashuri dhe rrespekt per veten Mretersha shqiptare ashte e pa harrueshme per çdo njeri Ilire e Shqipetare. Rrespekte
Kenga shume e bukur, e perpunuar nga motivet popullore - dmth 100% shqip. Nje kenge legjende, nga nje grup e kengetar legjende per nje hero legjendar. Per te ardhur keq eshte kur kam pare nje interviste te nje pasardhesi te Jakup Ferrit familja e te cilit ka jetuar ne ish-Jugosllavi - ata jetojne ne Novi-Pazar dhe paraqiten si Boshnjake sepse vetem ashtu kane mundur t'i shpetojne regjimit serb. Pasardhese i Jakup Ferrit ishte drejtues i nje xhamie boshnjakesh ne Pazar te Ri, dhe fliste ne serbisht/bosna sepse nuk dinte shqip vec pak fjale. Ndaj kjo kenge mua si shqiptar merr nje rendesi te vecante, pervec bukurise muzikore.
What's that white horse, covered in blood Bringing word from the mountains Hey, it rides across the mountain Completely alone, without the warrior Like an ancient dori straight out of the myths (a dori is a horse mentioned in Albanian myths and epos) Trotting quickly towards the threshold, Not even Valbona's waterfalls Can't wash the blood streams off of him Ref. Jakup Ferri, where are you The mountains howl You cut off thirty heads You stay tall even though you have seven wounds in your body Jakup Ferri, where are you The mountains howl You cut off thirty heads You stay tall even though you have seven wounds in your body The dori stops in the yard's path Foam coming out of his mouth from neighing The hero remained in the duel's field The field drinks his blood Remains there leaning like a cliff on the mountain The warm river of blood flowing He eyes at the motherland Jakup Ferri with the flag Ref. Jakup Ferri, where are you The mountains howl You cut off thirty heads You stay tall even though you have seven wounds in your body Jakup Ferri, where are you The mountains howl You cut off thirty heads You stay tall even though you have seven wounds in your body
