Translation of the song lyrics Skriven Iza Lažnih Imena - Haustor

Skriven Iza Lažnih Imena (original)

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

(translation)

All my life I dream of going by the river
An old steamer carrying salt
And to carry one ancient, never regretted love
A thin long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
If I were Shane
Life on the border is dangerous and hard
But from now on, my name means justice
I can already hear the story of death riding behind me
As I ride red by the fire on the edge of town
This is Shane…
This is Shane…
All my life I dream of going by the river
An old steamer that roams the west
And to carry one ancient, never regretted love
A thin long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
If I were Shane
If I were Shane
While living a life I did not choose alone
My soul dreams of a dry wind from the south
I hear the noise of the herd, I see the city in the distance
And the thin picture of reality is getting thinner
I know that life on the border is dangerous and hard
But my name here from now on means justice
Death is now riding with me on my gray horse
Take me to where my old darling is already waiting for me
Come out and fight
There is no place for one of us in this city
Come out and fight
The street is empty, but they are watching us from the window
Come out and fight
I'll take your life, if you stay I'll take your honor
This is Shane…
This is Shane…
All my life I dream of going by the river
An old steamer carrying salt
And to carry one ancient, never regretted love
A thin long cigar and a pair of gold spurs
If I were Shane