Celovečernji The Kid - Đorđe Balašević traduction en anglais

Celovečernji The Kid

Proš'o sam divlji zapad širom
Pod nebeskim šeširom
A to baš nije neki raj
Kaktusi, kojoti, oluje
Pa nema vode i struje
O, kakav zabit kraj

Al' ja sam gonio svog vranca
Mada sam dobar ortak s njim
Mor'o sam naći toga stranca
Da najzad raščistim sa tim
Zašto je slavan
I kol'ko je brz
Na kraju krajeva
Celovečernji the Kid

Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
I dalje, dokle god dopire vid
Čuje se muzika, larma i vriska
Gde god je Celovečernji Kid

Cure visoke, a prerija niska
Na čudnim mestima ostavlja trag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag

Poput tvrdoglavog Komanča
Svud sirom Božjeg ranča
Jah'o sam za njim
Sa koje strane pištolj drži
Ma nije valjda brži
O, ne mirim se s tim

Proš'o sam pravu kataklizmu
Sret'o sam grizlije i šljam
Ušla mi zvečarka u čizmu
Od tad više čizme ne skidam
Al' samo za njim
Gde si, da si, dobro pazi
Celovečernji the Kid

Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
I dalje, dokle god dopire vid
Čuje se muzika, larma i vriska
Gde god je Celovečernji Kid

Cure visoke, a prerija niska
Na čudnim mestima ostavlja trag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag

I konačno sam ga stigao
Na nekoj hacijendi
Izgledao mi je više kao
Istočnjački napuderisani dandy
(Pio je neki sumnjivi brandy)

Rekoh mu, vadi ga
Da vidim kol'ko si dobar
On reče, opa
Malo se čudim ovom gestu
Ja ne vadim nikad na javnom mestu
Mora biti da si me zamenuo s nekim

Sinko, reče on
Ti rešavaš sve u prvoj rundi
I ispucaš šaržer za par sekundi
Kod mene je drugo
Moj metak putuje dugo

Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
I dalje, dokle god dopire vid
Čuje se muzika, larma i vriska
Gde god je Celovečernji Kid

Cure visoke, a prerija niska
Na čudnim mestima ostavlja trag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag
Od Santa Fea do Santo Franciska
Sa njim jaše vrag

Celovecernji The Kid

Through the vast west I've ridden
Under heavenly skies hidden
But it's not paradise, I swear
Cacti, coyotes, storms in the air
No water or juice
Oh, what a desolate place

I spurred my black horse ahead
Though we're usually a good pair
I had to find that stranger out there
To settle this score with flair
Why is he celebrated
And how fast is he
After all
Celovecernji The Kid

From Santa Fe to San Francisco
And further, as far as the eye can see
Music, noise, and screams follow
Wherever Celovecernji Kid might be

Girls are tall, and the prairie's low
He leaves his mark where he shouldn't go
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him

Like a stubborn Comanche
Throughout God's wide ranch
I chased after him
On which side his gun
He can't be faster
Oh, I won't accept this

I faced many trials and tribulations
I met grizzlies and quicksand
A rattlesnake bit me on my hand
Haven't taken off my boots since then
But only for him
Where are you, be careful
Celovecernji The Kid

From Santa Fe to San Francisco
And further, as far as the eye can see
Music, noise, and screams follow
Wherever Celovecernji Kid might be

Girls are tall, and the prairie's low
He leaves his mark where he shouldn't go
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him

And finally, I found him
At some hacienda
He seemed more like
A powdered oriental dandy
(He was sipping some suspicious brandy)

I said, draw
Let me see how good you are
He said, boy
I'm a bit surprised by this gesture
I never draw in public
You must have mistaken me for someone else

Young one, he said
You settle everything in first round
And empty your gun in seconds
With me, it's different
My bullet travels a long way

From Santa Fe to San Francisco
And further, as far as the eye can see
Music, noise, and screams follow
Wherever Celovecernji Kid might be

Girls are tall, and the prairie's low
He leaves his mark where he shouldn't go
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him
From Santa Fe to San Francisco
The devil rides beside him