G C D G C D [Verse 1]G C D I sit here by the wall, and the notice makes no sense at allG 'Cause it's written in Albanian, and to my regret,C D G I haven't learned that language yet, so I sit down next to you,C D By the Adriatic blue,G C D And I gaze into your eyes, and a seagull soars in Albanian skies,C D G C And then I close my mind's eye, and I'm back on a train to Wales,D G C Two hours from Aberystwyth, on the heavy metal railsC D G D And every stop is neatly planned, for a poet and a one-man bandG C D G Well that's not always true, but it's a nice lie, and I meant it just for you [Verse 2]G C D The fire burns as intensely now as it did on that first dayG C D And we'd rather talk than watch TV, it's always been that wayG C D Yes, I'm a wandering minstrel, with a world to wander throughG C D But wherever I go, I love the thought, of wandering back to youC D G C I love your glorious sovereignty, your womanhood, your styleD G C We both know just how hard it gets when we've been apart a whileD C D And all our friends have seen and known how our great love story has grownC D C D Through all the years of happiness which make our historyG And I'll see you in Tirana, I'll see you in TiranaC D Under skies of azure blueG Yeah, I'll see you in Tirana, I'll see you in TiranaC D Where our final dream comes trueC D C D You stretch my mind, and you inspire, the pinnacle of my desireG C D G No borders block the way, I crossed them all the day I came to you [Verse 3]G C D There's a dozen so-called love songs, in every corporate chartG C D Just cliché words to a flimsy tune, all barren sheet, no heartG C D So I never went much on love songs, thought most were a crunching boreG C D C But here's a first, from me to you, I've never written one beforeD C D And there's a place for us, in every place, a place for usC D C D Here at home or far away, 'cause in my mind todayG I'll see you in Tirana, I'll see you in TiranaC D Under skies of azure blueG Yeah, I'll see you in Tirana, I'll see you in TiranaC D Where our final dream comes trueC D C D And one last word from your young man, let's drain every last drop we canG C D G For this is our finest hour, and you're magnificent, and I wrote this song for you
Tirana
Attila The Stockbroker
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