ratamram

     «You're headed for heaven, the sweet old hereafter
          	                   and I've got one foot in the door
          	        but before I can fly up, I've loose ends to tie up.
          	  
          	                 Right here, in the old therebefore.
          	            and I'll be along when I've finished my song.
          	
          	                  When I've shut down the band
          	                    When I've paid all my debts
          	                         When I have no regrets.
          	
          	                   Right here, in the old therebefore
          	                      When nothing is left anymore 
          	                              and I'll catch you up.
          	
          	                        When I've emptied my cup
          	                     When I've worn-out my friends
          	                    When I've burned out both ends 
          	                       When I've cried all my tears 
          	                     When I've conquered my fears.
          	
          	                  Right here, in the old therebefore
          	                     When nothing is left anymore
          	                             and I'll bring the news.
          	
          	                      When I've danced off my shoes
          	                       When my body's closed down 
          	                       When my boat's run aground 
          	                         When I've tallied the score
          	                            and I'm flat on the floor.
          	
          	                  Right here, in the old therebefore 
          	                    When nothing is left anymore.
          	
          	                          When I'm pure like a dove 
          	                       When I've learned how to love.
          	
          	                    Right here, in the old therebefore
          	                      When nothing is left anymore... »
          	
          	                                                                  — Lucy Gray Baird.
          	"Los Juegos del Hambre: Balada de Pájaros cantores y Serpientes."

ratamram

     «You're headed for heaven, the sweet old hereafter
                             and I've got one foot in the door
                  but before I can fly up, I've loose ends to tie up.
            
                           Right here, in the old therebefore.
                      and I'll be along when I've finished my song.
          
                            When I've shut down the band
                              When I've paid all my debts
                                   When I have no regrets.
          
                             Right here, in the old therebefore
                                When nothing is left anymore 
                                        and I'll catch you up.
          
                                  When I've emptied my cup
                               When I've worn-out my friends
                              When I've burned out both ends 
                                 When I've cried all my tears 
                               When I've conquered my fears.
          
                            Right here, in the old therebefore
                               When nothing is left anymore
                                       and I'll bring the news.
          
                                When I've danced off my shoes
                                 When my body's closed down 
                                 When my boat's run aground 
                                   When I've tallied the score
                                      and I'm flat on the floor.
          
                            Right here, in the old therebefore 
                              When nothing is left anymore.
          
                                    When I'm pure like a dove 
                                 When I've learned how to love.
          
                              Right here, in the old therebefore
                                When nothing is left anymore... »
          
                                                                            — Lucy Gray Baird.
          "Los Juegos del Hambre: Balada de Pájaros cantores y Serpientes."

ratamram

¿Podemos hablar de lo increíblemente buen personaje que es Lucy Gray? ¿De lo increíble que es la película Balada de Pájaros cantores y Serpientes? O sea, sinceramente, Snow es un completo manipulador de primera, y lo podemos ver en acción allí, creo que así como adoré la peli voy a adorar el libro, aun no me lo leo, pero estoy ansiosa y emocionada por hacerlo