Elvira Zeneli<\/p>\n
Sa p\u00ebr nj\u00eb jet\u00eb <\/strong><\/p>\n M\u00eb puth, i dashur, k\u00ebt\u00eb nat\u00eb t\u00eb pafund,<\/p>\n Fuqish\u00ebm, derisa m\u00ebngjesi nat\u00ebn ta shteroj\u00eb,<\/p>\n Dhe nj\u00eb pik\u00eb t\u00eb mbetet, got\u00ebn do ta shkund,<\/p>\n Q\u00eb jeta kurr\u00eb t\u00eb mos per\u00ebndoj\u00eb!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n F\u00f6r en livs tid <\/strong><\/p>\n Kyss mig, min \u00e4lskade,<\/p>\n I denna o\u00e4ndliga natt,<\/p>\n M\u00e4ktig, tills morgonen sliter natten ut,<\/p>\n Och en droppe \u00e5terst\u00e5r,<\/p>\n jag skakar glaset,<\/p>\n M\u00e5 livet aldrig ta slut!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Dhurata jote <\/strong><\/p>\n N\u00ebse s’t\u00eb dhurova nj\u00e8 dhurat\u00eb<\/p>\n Mos vall\u00eb, paskam b\u00ebr\u00eb m\u00ebkat?!<\/p>\n Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb di\u00e7ka do t\u00eb t\u00eb fal<\/p>\n Pa zhurm\u00eb, pa buj\u00eb, pa fjal\u00e8…<\/p>\n Se di\u00e7ka brenda ruaj gjithmon\u00eb p\u00ebr ty,<\/p>\n Q\u00eb emrin e ka dashuri.<\/p>\n Dhe \u00ebsht\u00eb dashuri p\u00ebr llaftari,<\/p>\n Q\u00eb p\u00ebr ty e ruaj gjithmon\u0113 n\u0113 gji.<\/p>\n Dhe kam edhe bes\u00eb edhe shpres\u00eb,<\/p>\n Jam dhurat\u00eb e jotja deri sa t\u0113 vdes.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Din g\u00e5va <\/strong><\/p>\n Om jag inte gav dig en g\u00e5va<\/p>\n Har jag beg\u00e5tt en synd?!<\/p>\n En dag kommer n\u00e5got att ge dig<\/p>\n Utan buller, utan kr\u00e5ngel, utan inga ord…<\/p>\n Detta d\u00e4r inne jag alltid bevaka f\u00f6r dig,<\/p>\n Det som kallas k\u00e4rlek.<\/p>\n Och det \u00e4r k\u00e4rlek till pratsamma,<\/p>\n Som jag alltid har i mitt hj\u00e4rta f\u00f6r dig.<\/p>\n Och jag har b\u00e5de tro och hopp,<\/p>\n Jag \u00e4r din g\u00e5va tills jag d\u00f6r.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Elvira Zeneli Sa p\u00ebr nj\u00eb jet\u00eb M\u00eb puth, i dashur, k\u00ebt\u00eb nat\u00eb t\u00eb pafund, Fuqish\u00ebm, derisa m\u00ebngjesi nat\u00ebn ta shteroj\u00eb, Dhe nj\u00eb pik\u00eb t\u00eb mbetet, got\u00ebn do ta shkund, Q\u00eb jeta kurr\u00eb t\u00eb mos per\u00ebndoj\u00eb! F\u00f6r en livs tid Kyss mig, min \u00e4lskade, I denna o\u00e4ndliga natt, M\u00e4ktig, tills morgonen sliter natten ut, Och […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1631","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1631","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1631"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1631\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1631"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1631"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1631"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}