Winner of Albania's 45th National Song Festival.
Title: "Balada e Gurit" eng. "Ballade of Stone" (official english title will probably come later)
Text by: Pandi Laco
Music by: Adrian Hila
Orchestration: Adrian Hila
Conductor: Jetmir Barbullushi
Song: 1. CD 1- Malaguena Salerosa
Song: 2. Anche Senza di Te
Song: 3. Corazon de Cristal
Song: 4. El Dichoso Soy Yo
Song: 5. Caruso Medley
Song: 6. Musica
Song: 7. Bizet's Pearls
Song: 8. Falling In Love Again
Song: 9. Piano on a Moon
Song: 10. Canterina
Song: 11. The Crying Field
Song: 12. Return to Me
Song: 13. Cd 2- Zonja Shkoder
Song: 14. Glass Heart
Song: 15. All the Love in the World
Song: 16. Mavra Gialia
Song: 17. La Danza
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