James Watkins – The Woman in Black [2012]

…si se intrebau: Why doesn’t everyone just move out of the town?

Din cauza mormintelor. Mormintele ne tin pe loc… Chiar daca plecam, le caram cu noi. Nimic nu se schimba.

During afternoon tea there is a shift in the air,

A bone trembling chill that tells you she is there,

There are those who believe that the whole town is cursed,

That the house in the marsh is by far the worst.

What she wants is unknown but she always comes back,

The spectre of darkness,

The Woman in Black.