Nepročitano pismo
Marko Perković Thompson
Unopened Letter
I’m writing you a letter, my beloved Kato
Don’t cry while you read it, alright?
Don’t worry
I’m not scared
At dawn they’re taking me, that’s what they said
At ten o’clock they’d chop off my head
And your brother’s coming with me
The evening bells are ringing outside, the day is passing
The executioner waits for us and the last dawn
No mercy, no salvation, just a sharpened blade
Awaits us
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
Without a horse, without a silver sword
I’ll be fine
But how will you manage?
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
I’ll tread the heavenly paths
It’s a letter
Unopened
I’m writing you these sad words
Don’t let this trouble break you
Not a tear
Don’t give them that
To erase our name, the conspiracy begins
No mercy for you or the kids
Carry our cross
Like a banner before war
The evening bells are ringing outside, the day is passing
The executioner waits for us and the last dawn
No mercy, no salvation, just a sharpened blade
Awaits us
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
Without a horse, without a silver sword
I’ll be fine
But how will you manage?
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
I’ll tread the heavenly paths
It’s a letter
Unopened
Green fields, greet them all from me, my only one
Say hi to my pride, my soldiers
Everyone who knows me
Tell them, Kato, we haven’t arrived yet
Arrived at our dream
There will be more days, there will be battles
The homeland will call
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
Without a horse, without a silver sword
I’ll be fine
But how will you manage?
I’m traveling, Kato, without you
I’ll tread the heavenly paths
It’s a letter
Unopened