High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most
The ones who'd been gone for so very long
She couldn't remember their names
They spun her around on the damp old stones
Spun away all her sorrow and pain
And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
They danced through the day and into the night
Through the snow that swept through the hall
From winter to summer then winter again
Til the walls did crumble and fall
And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most
Jag har länge haft en idé om att göra en fotografering inspirerad av
sången Jenny Of Oldstones från Game Of Thrones. Och i förra veckan begav
vi oss till Borgholms Slott för att fotografera.
Det var en jättekul
fotografering i underbart väder.
Och slottet var en perfekt miljö för
att fånga känslan i sången.
För bästa upplevelse rekommenderar jag att lyssna på denna medans man kollar på bilderna.
När vi ändå var där så passade vi även på att spöka lite i största allmänhet.
