Alas, for the day is fading, the evening shadows are stretching. Our being, like a cage full og birds is filled with moans of captivity. And none among us knows how long he will last. The harvest season passed, the summer season come to an end, and we did not find deliverance. Like doves we cry for justice... and there is none. We wait for light and darkness reigns.
O overruning river driven by the force of love, flow to us, flow to us...
The house is black- Khanehsiah ast, Forugh Farrokhzad.
En film gjord av en kvinnlig iransk regissör. Lite annorlunda, men med ett bra budskap.
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