The English Patient -As I lie with you
- hace 15 años
The list of my favorite movies is really longest so it's difficult to choose between them even so I could say " The english patient " is among my favorite ones.It's a beautiful mix of breathtaking photography,touching music...excellent performance ....
The latest project and forth album from Spirits in Ambience called "Sahara " has brought this movie to my mind many times.It is a mixture of East meets West soundscapes that weave an ethereal tale of the mystical landscapes and history of North Africa"...That's why it's so easy to recreate and keep this movie in your mind as you listen to it.This new video is just my allegory about one of my favorite soundtracks from this album " As lie with you ".
This warm and touching soundtrack brought a beautiful quote from the english Patient to my mind ...
this one:
We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers. Fears we've hidden in - like this wretched cave. I want all this marked on my body. Where the real countries are. Not boundaries drawn on mapswith the names of powerful men. I know you'll come carry me out to the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you. With friends, on an earth without maps. The lamp has gone out and I'm writing in the darkness.
The latest project and forth album from Spirits in Ambience called "Sahara " has brought this movie to my mind many times.It is a mixture of East meets West soundscapes that weave an ethereal tale of the mystical landscapes and history of North Africa"...That's why it's so easy to recreate and keep this movie in your mind as you listen to it.This new video is just my allegory about one of my favorite soundtracks from this album " As lie with you ".
This warm and touching soundtrack brought a beautiful quote from the english Patient to my mind ...
this one:
We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers. Fears we've hidden in - like this wretched cave. I want all this marked on my body. Where the real countries are. Not boundaries drawn on mapswith the names of powerful men. I know you'll come carry me out to the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you. With friends, on an earth without maps. The lamp has gone out and I'm writing in the darkness.