Nunca vi nenhum filme de Kiarostami que não fosse uma obra-prima...(Recordo "Através das Oliveiras"; O Vento Levar-nos-à", "O Sabor da Cereja" ou o sublime "10", em que o protagonista era já a Mulher - iraniana, no caso). Este "Shirin" confirma a regra. Sensibilidade exacerbada. Um magnífico tributo à Mulher, à mulher iraniana, muçulmana, ao cinema, às emoções; à poesia...à vida. A ver, e rever...sempre.
Sorrow found me when I was young,
Sorrow waited, sorrow won.
Sorrow that put me on the pills,
It's in my honey it's in my milk.
It's only about half a heart alone
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.
Cause I don't wanna get over you.
I don't wanna get over you.
Sorrows my body on the waves
Sorrows a girl inside my cage
Didn't I see sorrow build?
It's in my honey, it's in my milk.
It's only my half of heart alone,
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.
Cause I don't wanna get over you.
I don't wanna get over you.
It's only my half of heart alone,
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.
