{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Budapest B\u00e1r - Where the Wild Roses Grow","author_name":"kustragabor","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/kustragabor","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=558924&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=558924&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"\"Where The Wild Roses Grow\"\r\n(feat. Nick Cave)\r\n\r\nThey call me The Wild Rose\r\nBut my name is Elisa Day\r\nWhy they call me it I do not know\r\nFor my name is Elisa Day\r\n\r\nFrom the first day I saw her I knew she was the one\r\nAs she stared in my eyes and smiled\r\nFor her lips were the colour of the roses\r\nThat grew down the river, all bloody and wild\r\n\r\nWhen he knocked on my door and entered the room\r\nMy trembling subsided in his sure embrace\r\nHe would be my first man, and with a careful hand\r\nHe wiped at the tears that ran down my face\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nOn the second day I brought her a flower\r\nShe was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen\r\nI said, \"Do you know where the wild roses grow\r\nSo sweet and scarlet and free?\"\r\n\r\nOn the second day he came with a single red rose\r\nHe said: \"Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?\"\r\nI nodded my head, as I lay on the bed\r\n\"If I show you the roses will you follow?\"\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nOn the third day he took me to the river\r\nHe showed me the roses and we kissed\r\nAnd the last thing I heard was a muttered word\r\nAs he knelt above me with a rock in his fist\r\n\r\nOn the last day I took her where the wild roses grow\r\nAnd she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief\r\nAs I kissed her goodbye, I said, \"All beauty must die\"\r\nAnd lent down and planted a rose between her teeth ","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/5\/5\/8\/_\/558924_54592_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"558924"}