1.
Saranda in Albania, my father told me about it
He returned on the path of his jouth
2.
They have sent me to the war against the good people.
As a target man, I would never do it again
Chorus:
Saranda, Saranda, he told me, while crying a bit
Saranda, Saranda, for two stars, but no real stars
3.
Handsome with a uniform, first liutenant,
My father was a pilot, it was the '43.
4.
In the skies of Japan, he saw with his squadron
What a righteous man wants to se no more
Chorus:
Okinawa, Okinawa, a yellow sun cannot warm it
Okinawa, Okinawa, starns and stripes, but no real stars
Saranda, Saranda, he told me, while crying a bit
Okinawa, Okinawa, starns and stripes, but no real stars
Saranda, Okinawa, it does not matter, there is nothing to do anymore