Far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.


The House of Spirits (1982)


Far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

Far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

Far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

Far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.