In the land of the eagles, where the mountains are high,

It’s not only the eagle, but his spirit that can fly.

In the land where being a shepherd is a noble occupation,

This is a land where a bird gave birth to a nation.

In the land that has fought many wars but has seldom known peace,

This is the land where hope will never decrease.

In the land where many are poorer than dirt,

This is the land that has taught me not to be afraid to hurt.

In the land where the sea is not only salty but sweet,

This is the land that can be more delightful than any treat.

In the land that has existed since the beginning of time,

You’ll discover the many uses of herbs such as wild thyme.

In the land where the earth itself can feel like your best friend,

This is the land where beginnings don’t always have an end.

In the land where there is as much mud as there is concrete,

Thi sis the land where music doesn’t always require a beat.

In the land where honor is sometimes more important than God,

This is the land where nothing than the breaking of besa is more odd.

In the land where there are more villages than there are towns,

This is the land where all the women are queens, although they bear no crowns.

In the land where your grandmother does all the cooking and baking,

And leaving her behind causes all your heart’s aching.

In the land of your ancestors, of your mother and father,

You’ll see all of its beauty in the eyes of your brother.

In the land of Albania, where all the eagles are free,

Maybe it’s not the greatest of lands, but it’s supreme to me.