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Ples te vrećice podsjetio me na poetičnost Crvenog balona, iako im je zajednička samo očaravajuća lakoća lebdenja

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2Y1tRBOXfA

The Handsome Family: Far From Any Road

From the dusty may sun, her looming shadow grows
Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote
She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun
And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood

In the hushing dusk, under a swollen silver moon
I came walking with the wind to watch the cactus bloom
And strange hands haunted me, the looming shadows danced
I fell down to the thorny brush and felt the trembling hands

When the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold
Mountain cats will come to drag away your bones
And rise with me forever across the silent sand
And the stars will be your eyes and the wind will be my hands