Pismo

Milan Bukilic · Other Songs - Milan Bukilic

Gdje si sad, heroju moj
da li me vidis ili cujes
od tebe mi osta samo oprostajno pismo
u kojem pise - sine moj, sam svoju sudbinu kujes

Ne grijesi gdje sam ja grijesio
put me zove, moram Bogu poci
ne zamjeri mi, samo budi dovoljno hrabar
i ti ces jednog dana meni doci

To pismo citam svakog dana
ne uspjevam cijelo, tuga me sprijeci
procitacu ga kada budem dovoljno hrabar
do tada citam samo prvih par rijeci
koje glase ovako

Ref.
Budi dobar k'o sto si uvijek bio
nemoj da si istu gresku k'o ja ucinio
cuvaj majku i malog brata
zauvjek ce te voljeti tvoj tata

Zivot, sine, kratko traje
ponekad u najljepsim godinama odjednom staje
ja sam zivot svoj stavio na dva broja
kuglica ne upade tu, to je sudbina moja

U tom pismu pise da vrijeme tugu brise
ali nikad nece tugu u srcu mom
najvise me boli cinjenica
da nikad vise necu biti u zagrljaju tvom

Ref.
Bicu dobar kao sto si rekao
nikad ruzno misljenje o meni nisi stek'o
cuvam ih i zivot bih za njih dao
kako mi nedostajes samo kad bi znao

Otisao si na put bez ijedne rijeci
suza mi u oku jer se pozdravili nismo
ostala su samo sjecanja
bol, slike i oprostajno pismo

Pismo

“Pismo” (“Letter”) is a farewell addressed by a father to his son, but its voice is complicated by the knowledge that the writer will soon be gone. The letter asks the child not to repeat the mistakes of the parent, then reframes that warning as a last act of care. The song’s emotional center is not the death itself but the effort to leave guidance behind—something the son can carry when the person who wrote it is no longer available to answer questions.

The lyric gives its goodbye the gravity of a confession. The father acknowledges his own errors, then tries to protect his child from inheriting them. That gesture is both tender and painfully limited: advice can point toward a different life, but it cannot guarantee one. The letter becomes a kind of presence after absence, an object that preserves a voice while marking the fact that the speaker has departed.

Milan Bukilić’s performance belongs to the direct, emotionally expressive tradition of regional ballads, where family bonds and loss are often rendered through everyday forms—a letter, a message, a final conversation. No independent critical review of this song surfaced, so the reading rests on the lyric itself rather than a claimed public consensus. “Pismo” is affecting because it does not make the father’s final words perfect. He is asking his son to do better than he did, and the honesty of that admission becomes the closest thing to a legacy he can offer.