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Kosovo was a part of the lands of Thraco-Illyrian tribes, then of the Roman, Byzantine, Bulgarian, Serbian and Ottoman empires. In the 20th century it was part of the Kingdom of Serbia Yugoslavia. Following the 1999 NATO bombing of Yugoslavia to halt the killings of civilians during the Kosovo War, the territory came under the interim administration of the United Nations. In February 2008, the Assembly of Kosovo declared Kosovo's independence as the Republic of Kosovo. As of October 2008, its independence is recognized by 52 UN member states, though not by others.

Kosovo borders Albania to the west, Central Serbia to the north and east, the Republic of Macedonia to the south, and Montenegro to the northwest. The largest city and the capital of Kosovo is Pristina (also Prishtina, Priština). According to 2005 Survey of the Statistical Office in Kosovo, Kosovo's total population is estimated between 1.9 and 2.2 million with the following ethnic composition: Albanian 92%, Serbs 4%, Bosniaks and Gorans 2%, Turks 1% and Roma 1%.

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Ani More Nuse

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Ani more nuse, ani qaf-gastare,
Ani a do ruz-e, ani a do par-e?

As nuk dua ruz-e, as nuk dua par-e,
Por e dua dja-djalin, more me cigare.

Ani me cigare, ani me kuti-e
E me këpucet të zeza, faqe si zotni-e,

Ani more nuse, moj vetull-gjilpan-e,
Ani dil e shif e moj djal-e. moj xhan-e.
 
Oh young bride with a throat fine as glass,
Do you want beads, do you want gold coins?

I don’t want beads, I don’t want gold coins,
I want a young man with a cigarette.

With a cigarette, with a cigarette box,
And with black dress shoes, like a gentleman.

Oh bride with brows slender as needles,
Come see your young man, oh dearest.


Moj Hatixhe

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Moj Hatixhe, moj n’shami t’kuqe,
Ti ngjyn nona majo flokt a kuqe. (2X)

Flokt e kuqe ti shitoft zana,
A s’po t’dhimen o baba e nona? (2X)

Baba, nona, du vllaznija,
Shkoj te burri o m’rrok pleqnija. (2X)

Shoj te burri, m’rrok pleqnija,
Për kanaci m’rrokin o fmija (2X)

Për kanaci o m’rrokin o fmija,
Lypin o buken o argashtija. (2X)

Lypin o buken o argashtija,
Mall i kom o tezhat e mira. (2X)

 

My Hatixhe with the red scarf,
Your mother will colour your hair with henna.

Your hair will be red, charmed by spirits.
Doesn’t it pain you leaving your mother and father?

Mother, father, two brothers,
I go to my husband and old age comes to me.

And the children hang by my apron.

And the workers ask for bread.

How I long to be a bride again.


Life is a lot like dancing; you just surrender to the music.

~Pierce Brosnon