Monday, April 5, 2010

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Where The Wild Roses Grow




One of the most ispirational video for me.
I love it with all my heart. I love the colours, the atmosphere, the song, the music, her hair, their voices, the story...

"On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, '
All beauty must die '
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth"

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