
-Filipi, Koço and Agroni-
January 2000
The plane touched German soil.
The door opens. One by one, the three comedians came down.
The delegation was welcomed by a group of Kosovars.
The work wanted them to be cut.
Vinegar.
His heart was dripping:
...several KLA soldiers were killed, the cream of Kosovar youth.
The problem was that among comedians, seriousness did not drink water.
Philip walked according to the philosophy:
A thread separates the tragic from the comic.
Filipi:- How many Kosovar brothers have been killed?
Kosovar:- 6 boys! Like a star!
Filipi:- How were they killed?
That is, where did the bullet take them: in the forehead like the brave?
Kosovar:- Everyone in front flowers!
Filipi:- The bullet took all six of them at the same time?
Kosovar:- No. They were killed one by one. Within the month!
Filipi:- I don't like it. It would be more national if they were all killed at once!
Koço:- Filipi is right. How did the Kosovar braves flee one by one?
If we had known in Tirana, that the KLA boys had not been killed like the brave ones in the herd, we would not have come to Germany!
Agroni:- We did it, didn't we! We came because we came, my Kosovar brothers, don't tell us:
what are we going to do on German soil?
Kosovar:- We will do a concert.
You will humor. We will sing.
- The hall will be full. Money will be collected.
All the money will go to help the families of the martyrs.
Koço: - What about us, will they take any German money?!
Kosovar: - You should also give money to the nation's martyrs...
Filipi:- I do not agree. They were killed for a purpose. We also have a goal:
...with humor to win.
Kosovar:- There is no dry money. You will receive gifts: shoes, suit, socks...
When the three remained, Philip said to them:
- Yes, one of us was not killed, with a bullet in the flower of the forehead, there are no marks!
-What about the situation?
-I have an idea for a skit. Koço, who is the most beautiful, is dressed as a KLA fighter.
Agroni plays the role of a Serbian officer... - Filipi continued. –
Koçoja wrote the sketch.
The concert starts. Buchet song: "Xhamadani vija vija"
Lights out. The curtain opens.
In the middle of the scene, a KLA fighter with a tomson in his hand. (Move.)
A Serbian officer (Agroni) appears in front of him. In the hands of a Russian-made kalash.
- Stop! Who passes?
- Brave from Kosovo. KLA soldier?
- Go away! - The Serb said. - Kosovo is the cradle of Serbia!
- Our cradle! Long live Kosovo. Long live Rugova.
Serbia shoots. The goat falls. Gets up. Speak under your breath:
- Agron, you should shoot me in the forehead! Otherwise there is no brand!
A second crack. Saddle up. In the middle of the forehead a spot of blood...
We don't know how the sketch was received on stage. We have no video.
While writing the book: "Koco Devole", among the papers I found the scanner "KLA fighter and Serb". Idea Filip Çakuli. Written by: Koço Devole.