Ceremony white shirts

I have walked a long time
Through my hometown
It seems that the dark [bad word] 
My town is beautiful, when is day
But It is tired and it needs a dream

Ceremony white shirts
They call me for celebration
But I don't hear them anymore
I am leaving myself, I vanish

I climb on the hill
To chase away the darkness
On the hill is a statue
In its hand is a sword
And I can hear the laughter
And I can hear the weeping
And I can see Vienna
And I can see Durrës

Ceremony white shirts
They call me for celebration
But I don't hear them anymore
I am leaving myself, I venish...