Pilot Babo

Look at yonder rocket, wandering through space
If you could see the pilot, you would see my face
While I’m drifting lonely through the universe
I think about my wife and that son of hers
Since I left my Bosnia, my wife and my son
A whole light year of travel has gone

Listen to your father, son, and take care of your mother
‘till your father, pilot father, gets home from the stars
and when your father does come back – Pilot father!
He will give your ma’ a son and to you a brother

I landed back in Bosnia on a winter night
The snowflakes were melting in my rocket’s light
Then and there I saw the weirdest apparition
Mother and her son rolling on the cushion
Faster than the space ship riding on the light
Father’s hand took off to dispense the justice right
And since father’s tough when it comes to punishment
He is now weeping looking at their faces on a monument

While piloting the space ship, skimming through the night
I woke up from a nightmare, soaked in sweat from fright
While I’m drifting lonely through the universe
I think about my wife and that son of hers
Listen to your father, son, and take care of your mother
‘till your father, pilot father, gets home from the stars
and when your father does come back – Pilot father!
He will give your ma’ a son and to you a brother

Koprivica Marko