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Ja cijeli život sanjam kako odlazim uz rijeku
Starim parobrodom koji vozi sol
I da nosim jednu davnu, nikad prežaljenu ljubav
Tanku dugačku cigaru I par mamuza od zlata
Da sam Šejn
ŽIvot na granici je opasan I tvrd
Al′ moje ime od sad znači pravda
Već čujem priču kako za mnom jaše smrt
Dok jašem crven pored vatri na rubu grada
To je Šejn...
To je Šejn...
Ja cijeli život sanjam kako odlazim uz rijeku
Starim parobrodom koji vozi skitnice na zapad
I da nosim jednu davnu, nikad prežaljenu ljubav
Tanku dugačku cigaru I par mamuza od zlata
Da sam Šejn
Da sam Šejn
Dok živim život koji nisam birao sam
O suhom vjetru s juga moja duša sanja
Ja čujem buku stada, vidim u daljini grad
A tanka slika jave postaje sve tanja
Ja znam da život na granici je opasan I tvrd
Al' moje ime ovdje od sad znači pravda
Na mome sivom konju sada sa mnom jaše smrt
Vodi me tamo gdje me moja davna draga već čeka
Izađi I bori se
U ovom gradu nema mjesta za jednog od nas
Izađi I bori se
Ulica je prazna, ali s prozora motre na nas
Izađi I bori se
Uzet cu ti život, ako ostaneš uzimam čast
To je Šejn...
To je Šejn...
Ja cijeli život sanjam kako odlazim uz rijeku
Starim parobrodom koji vozi sol
I da nosim jednu davnu, nikad prežaljenu ljubav
Tanku dugačku cigaru I par mamuza od zlata
Da sam Šejn

Written Behind False Names

All my life I have dreamt of going down the river
On an old steamer that carries salt
And that I am carrying an old, never forgotten love
A thin, long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
That I am Shane
Life on the border is dangerous and hard
But from now on my name means justice
I can already hear the story of how death rides behind me
As I ride red by the fires on the edge of town
That's Shane...
That's Shane...
All my life I have dreamt of going down the river
On an old steamer that carries hoboes to the west
And that I am carrying an old, never forgotten love
A thin, long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
That I am Shane
That I am Shane
While I live a life I did not choose myself
My soul dreams of the dry wind from the south
I hear the noise of the herd, I see a city in the distance
And the thin picture of reality becomes thinner
I know that life on the border is dangerous and hard
But from now on my name here means justice
Now death rides my gray horse with me
Leads me where my old love waits for me
Come out and fight
There is no place for one of us in this town
Come out and fight
The street is empty, but they watch us from the windows
Come out and fight
I will take your life, if you stay I will take your honor
That's Shane...
That's Shane...
All my life I have dreamt of going down the river
On an old steamer that carries salt
And that I am carrying an old, never forgotten love
A thin, long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
That I am Shane