Le Dernier Chaperon Rouge

There once was a queen who gave birth to such a deformed son...

that people long doubted whether he could even be human.

The queen felt so horribly sorry for her son...

that she banned him to the far and barren forest of Hocus-Pocus.

For years and years the monster lived there, hidden and lonely.

Until a nuclear missile from deep within the Earth turned his life upside down.

This missile had in its womb thousands of hoods, full of life.

The first to reach surface was more beautiful than anything else.

The monster saw in the appearance a sign sent from the gods.

And the slaughter began.

Many girls died in his claws.

Until one day, one of the girls escaped her horrible destiny.

And this is how the legend of the old lady with the bad legs...

Monster...

Many years have passed since the monster died.

And haunted by her memories of dancing...

the old lady dreamed of stealing the last hood's legs.

This is the insanity of everyday. So I'm telling life:

I love you, life! - I feel rotten.

And I want to burn myself - Tease with my fingers,

smiling,

my ears in the wind.

Speaking with my teeth,

And I, I want to make my body shiver.

Come push the button and the hood will come out.

Do it.

She's sleeping for years - deep below the earth

Hey, come on. Push the button and wake up that hood.

I don't want to be done yet...

where everything is hidden away.

I was dying of boredom

in thousand-and-one nights

and thinking of him

I can only say to boredom:

if only he was here again, if only it was nice again,

shed some light into my night,

then there will only be warmth

in my heart.

No more here and there

only dum de dum.

And my little boy

only gets pretty flowers

a bunch of birds,

and my eyes in his mouth

crazy about my boy,

crazy from here to there,

crazy for life.

I'm telling my heart

that to die in your arms

wouldn't be so bad.

That's why I wish you were here again,

that's all I'm asking for.

Go touch.

Touch.

Her skin...

so soft...

sweet...

Her mouth, her eyes...

We are...

alone in the world.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Go to sleep, little girl.