
Aquí os dejo con el canto a la vida de una secta pagana...Lo he sacado de Wicker Man, una obrilla maestra de la que me hubiese gustado hablar con Jeremy Deller. Da miedo, mucho miedo. O más bien grima. No sé cómo describirlo, pero merece la pena.
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In the woods there grew a tree
And a fine fine tree was he
And on that tree there was a limb
And on that limb there was a branch
And on that branch there was a nest
And in that nest there was an egg
And in that egg there was a bird
And from that bird a feather came
And of that feather was
A bed
And on that bed there was a girl
And on that girl there was a man
And from that man there was a seed
And from that seed there was a boy
And from that boy there was a man
And for that man there was a grave
From that grave there grew
A tree
In the Summerisle,
Summerisle, Summerisle, Summerisle wood
Summerisle wood.
1 comentario:
Vaya final tiene la peliculita..
Y qué miedo da Christopher Lee!!
Pero lo mejor: la actiz de culto Ingrid Pitt jijiji..
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