o me dorënde tënde moj balluk' e prërë (x2)
dora m'u ndodh zënë trendafil me ere? (x2)

With your own hand, the girl with cut bangs
my hand happens to be busy, scented rose

Through all the years
We’ve seen a million tears.
They’ve all run dry
Down our jawbones and beards.
Through troubles and strife
We’ve turned our alright.
Oh, I’ve got a friend in you.

When all the roads
Have led to all the sea’s
And it feels like there’s
No more rivers left to see.
When storms fill our sails
And tree’s block our trails,
Oh, I’ve got a friend in you.

Amazing grace
How sweet it sounds?
To carry my load
Until new day in found.
For when we were lost
Adventure all around.
I’ve still got a friend in you.