A paixão dos fortes.

I'm ten miles outside the city
And I'm lifted away
In an ancient light
That is not of day
They were calm they were gloomed
We knew them all too well
We loved each other more than
we ever dared to tell

Cross the Green Mountain, BOB DYLAN

My Darling Clementine, John Ford, 

(E quando disserem que as traduções dos títulos são sempre entre o péssimas e o ridículas em português, atirem-lhes com este. E com o ''Das Nuvens à Resistência'' dos Straub, 1946)