From the streets of Tirana to the rivers in Podgorica,

You are always on my mind,

My Dada who left me so soon how long you stay in my heart,

I wonder everyday what you might think about what i’m doing,

I remember that you loved me no matter what,

I think about the pain you went through before you left,

I remember that you were taught,

I wonder if i'll ever be able to see you again,

I remember that you are always with me in spirit,

I thank you for teaching me kindness and respect,

To take joy in the little things and to not stress myself out,

I thank you for your patients,

Even when I ruined the silence in Agja’s house,

You saved me from deserved scoldings,

I thank you for everything,

Especially your love.

- Anthony Ljuljdjurovic