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Like a soft lilting wind, alone he soars aloft, and circles and spins
And spends his days in freedom above the towering clouds, he is avowed
to touch no land in the fear of losing that


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Like a soft lilting wind, alone he soars aloft, and circles and spins And spends his days in freedom above the towering clouds, he is avowed to touch no land in the fear of losing that Now he pleases himself and flies away again to render the tale, he flies above the gale And the tide swiftly ebbs, and nothing seems to help he's caught in the web, Troubled for his life in the midst of all the greed he doesn't need, yet he wishes to find something he can believe in completely Oh, he cries to the skies, and searches for a grain of the truth that survives, he's winging out to sea Shadowed sunlight in his waking, waves of discontent are breaking, In your life can you see, an image of the bird in yourself that wants to flee he's casting out the time that is ruling all our lives despite the lies, and he can't explain to anyone around him, See, he sleeps on the wind, the storming sea below him he flies toward the end, And glides on ever free
Now he pleases himself and flies away again to render the tale, he flies above the gale
 
 
And the tide swiftly ebbs, and nothing seems to help he’s caught in the web,
 
Troubled for his life in the midst of all the greed he doesn’t need,
 
yet he wishes to find something he can believe in completely
 
 
Oh, he cries to the skies, and searches for a grain of the truth that survives, he’s winging out to sea
 
 
Shadowed sunlight in his waking, waves of discontent are breaking,
 
 
In your life can you see, an image of the bird in yourself that wants to flee
 
he’s casting out the time that is ruling all our lives despite the lies,
 
and he can’t explain to anyone around him,
 
 
See, he sleeps on the wind,
 
the storming sea below him he flies toward the end,
 
And glides on ever free
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Αναθεώρηση της 16:46, 12 Ιουνίου 2015

Τίτλος κινηματογραφικής ταινίας: The martlet's tale

Έτος: 1970

Είδος: Δραματική

Σκηνοθεσία: John Crowther

Συγγραφέας: Nicholas Delbanco

Σενάριο: Nicolas Delbanco , John Crowther

Φωτογραφία: Paul Glickman

Μουσική σύνθεση: Μάνος Χατζιδάκις

Εταιρία παραγωγής: RHM Productions

Περίληψη/Σχόλια: Τα μέλη μιας ελληνικής οικογένειας περιμένουν το θάνατο μιας ηλικιωμένης γυναίκας, αρχηγού της οικογένειας αυτής, ώστε να κληρονομήσουν την κρυμμένη περιουσία της.

Στοιχεία/Trivia: Η ταινία είναι Ιταλικής παραγωγής.

Στο soundtrack της ταινίας συμπεριλαμβάνεται το πρωτότυπο τραγούδι "Η Μπαλάντα Των Αισθήσεων Και Των Παραισθήσεων", το οποίο έχει τίτλο "The Ballad Of Senses And Illusions" με αγγλικό στίχο και στιχουργό & τραγουδιστή τον Shawn Phillips.

Ηθοποιοί: Κατίνα Παξινού (Orsetta) , Τάκης Εμμανουήλ (Apelis) , Marc Fiorini (γκουρού) , Roberta Haynes , Sandro Merli , Αλέκα Παϊζη , Giancarlo Prete (Ανδρέας) , Carla Romanelli , Leopoldo Trieste , Γιώργος Λιντζέρης (Σωτήρης) , Pamela Kingsley

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Και οι στίχοι:

Like a soft lilting wind, alone he soars aloft, and circles and spins

And spends his days in freedom above the towering clouds, he is avowed

to touch no land in the fear of losing that


Now he pleases himself and flies away again to render the tale, he flies above the gale


And the tide swiftly ebbs, and nothing seems to help he’s caught in the web,

Troubled for his life in the midst of all the greed he doesn’t need,

yet he wishes to find something he can believe in completely


Oh, he cries to the skies, and searches for a grain of the truth that survives, he’s winging out to sea


Shadowed sunlight in his waking, waves of discontent are breaking,


In your life can you see, an image of the bird in yourself that wants to flee

he’s casting out the time that is ruling all our lives despite the lies,

and he can’t explain to anyone around him,


See, he sleeps on the wind,

the storming sea below him he flies toward the end,

And glides on ever free