The irony of Gjekmarkaj: Babo cut the mountain of Skërfica with a sword, you crossed the tunnel with greatness

Democratic MP Agron Gjekmarkaj has made a satirical analysis of the opening and inauguration of the Kardhiq-Delvin road axis.

Triggered by the reception with Laba songs that was given to Prime Minister Rama, Gjekmarkaj writes that "my grandfather cut the mountain of Skërfica with a sword", as he ironized the two ministers who accompanied him, Balluku and Kumbaro, calling them "two mouthy and whistle-blowing ministers that told about the Albania of tomorrow".

As he stopped at the 'blunder' of Minister Kumbaro who claimed that with the last two investments for Tepelena, Vlora and Himara the houses of Përmet, Gjirokastra and Tepelena are located by the sea, Gjekmarkaj writes "when the aunt increasingly counted with the popular sole from her cultural store she took out the golden metaphor "the houses of Tepelena and Përmet are now facing the sea", you Babo laughed! You couldn't hold it any longer. You said to yourself that even stupidity tastes that it is born from the ignoble servility that licks delete."

Gjekmarkaj's post:

Babo cut the mountain of Skerfices with a sword!

Eh Babo, Babo, you arrived on the day of the popular delight. As in the legend, you came down and hit the mountain of Skerfice!

You described the tunnel as it is shadowed by the eyes of the greatness. The two golden-mouthed ministers whistled to recite the Albania of tomorrow that has become a hazard and that of yesterday that is liquid and fat.

From the soul came the passion of the narration Babo, and you, gloomy as a genie, listen. They did not stop talking after talking, they kept talking.

You walked across the road where the trumpets were blowing and those on the side with their heads turned at the right angle were witnessing to the people how much light your rays make.

You let them talk nonsense without telling you good or bad, good or bad, they talk and you walk like a herd Babo.

Except when the aunt who is increasingly familiar with the popular sole from her cultural store took out the golden metaphor "the houses of Tepelene and Permet are now facing the sea", you Babo laughed! I didn't hold it anymore.

The me vete ja që edhe budallalleku shijon se ai lind nga servilizmi i pafre që lepin e fshin.

I ke transformuar njerzit Babo.I bën të rrecitojnë.I bën të kendojnë. I bën të qeshin e të qajnë. Askush si ti Babo s'ja ka dalë që të realizosh njeriun e ri në liri.

E mendoje, nga Fushë Kruja e siper le ta marrë Kosova e Mali i Zi se unë atje as u jap perfaqësim e sikter i bëj në investime. As rrugë, as ura, as gjë prej gjëjë.

Dhe mirë jua bën o Babo, duan rrugë ata, duan ujë ata, duan dritë pale! Madje edhe në Milot atë trafikun 14 km si grykë shisheje ashtu lerjua se atë s'të kendojnë këngë, s'te hedhin valle, nuk ju mbushet dhe aq shpirti me llaftar kur të shohin, ndaj ti hakmerru punoju qindin !

Po le të kthehemi të udhetimi historik brënda tunelit Babo. Aty ku Belinda rrefente nurin tënd në investime, aty ku tezja bukurinë e mendimit tënd perkufizonte në ndertime, aty ku Damo dhe Termeti dukeshin njesoj në pamje e të folur, aty ku historia perseritej dhe udheheqesi pritej në mes të vapes me dajre, saze, kënge e valle!

I perçmoje ti Babo keto dikur, talleshe si mendimtar allafrenga që je, me këtë akraballek e folklor politik! Perqeshje ti Babo atë qe e pranonte e qyqaret që e bënin të yshtur nga sejmenet lokal.

Derdhje ti Babo fjalë të ndezura me shpoti për gjithë atë karikaturë të historisë që perseritej.

Tani Babo të mungonte vetem Behar Zhudra në krah dhe ashtu siç enderron të jesh u shfaqe. "Dilni se erdhi Enveri", jehona nga tuneli vinte. Babo dhe ty s'të vjen fare keq kur me atë të krahasojnë!

People think you're boring. How wrong they are. A little warmer, Babo, you had to show yourself to the dancers and singers that they were busy for you, that they poured themselves into that mouth for you, for you the scarf was waving and the dance was on fire.

A path that started long before you came to power Babo, after 9 years you cut the ribbon, you increased the costs several times, but in your Albania they are no longer news.

What stood out today, Babo, was your palla, with whom you shared the story in two as much as Skarficen. Your sword cuts Babo cuts.

The people sang a song today

"Babo Babo, Captain,

in Skarfica today he left me

he hit the mountain with his fist

he shot all this people into the sea

Long live Babo Jarani

because without you, we are not happy, Xani...!