The suffocating despair in "The Lover" many years ago has evolved into a real warmth in this jungle-covered Indian forest.
Tiger cubs Kamal and Sangha are separated from their mother tiger when an expedition led by famous hunter Aidan McRory raids the ruins of the temple they live in, while the father tiger is shot and killed trying to protect the child. The fierce and brave Kamal was reduced to a circus performer, while the gentle and shy Sangha became the playmate of Raoul, the son of the French colonial governor, and was later sent to be domesticated as a gladiator for accidentally killing a pet dog.
"Two Brothers" earned my eyes and tears for two full hours.
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[Tiger words]
kamal:
All my virtual is started at the moment of the father lie in the blood.
I hid under his still warm body, and the world was cold in an instant.
My brother and mother must be fleeing in the wilderness at this moment.
How I wish I could see them again, but the hope is so slim.
The gunman who killed my father, adopted me. He gave me sweet fructose, which melted in the water, like the sweetness of mother's milk.
But he was finally taken away with his hands shackled by silvery iron rings, and I was chained tightly outside the house. I wailed and watched him go away, and with tears I saw my mother and brother, looking out sadly in the distant grass. The burning torches terrified them, because each torch was covered with a black hole.
This wooden cage, it imprisoned my hands and feet. The heavy chains cut me off from my forest. Where are they taking me, my mother, after all, her bite was no match for the maddening run of this cold iron beast, and she fell to the ground.
It is like the river of life and death, I am on this side, and my mother is on the other side.
Gradually, she only blurred into a tear of Zhang Huang in the corner of my eye.
They say it's a circus. They said I would live in this cage from now on, guarding the four walls of iron bars.
The tiger who lives next door to me, stretches out his tail to me.
Our first and last frolic.
Since then I don't know where he went. He emptied the cage and moved into me, they said it was a promotion, they said I was the protagonist from now on.
From now on, to pack up the grief, stand up straight, jump.
But my grief is that day after day, embedded in the bone marrow. Even if the gunshots were awe-inspiring, even if it was volleying over the fire, I saw the old man in my heroic turn.
I am an actor.
Sangha:
It's a kind of noise. Voices and gunshots.
I am separated from my brother.
Mom, let's go to the Habitat area to find him.
Mom, I saw my brother shouting in the chain.
But that torch, that torch lit up, and countless bullet holes were aimed at us.
Mom, there's nothing we can do.
Mom, she took me away with a broken heart.
We went to chase a Benz iron horse, my brother was on the iron horse, in a wooden box.
Mom, brave mom, but can't save my brother. The vicious iron horse left her mother far away.
Mom, we are in the dust and despair.
It was a butterfly pulling me to the big net.
The bells rang out in all directions, like a dazzling brilliance.
Mom, alert she tried to stop me, but it was too late. She fell into the trap, and Teng couldn't escape the solid confinement of the yellow mud. I wanted to save her, but fell into the same pit.
Hunger haunts me, fear eats me.
Suddenly, a sloping frame was set up, the ceiling was opened, and we were already under the sky.
In an instant, the gunshots roared, and the voices of the people were mighty. It was as if he had been separated from his brother at that time.
My mother took me and rushed to the hidden cave. She turned to meet the bullet.
Gunshots. Silent all around.
Mom fell, silently.
The fat man in white was riding on top of his mother's proud head, and countless flashes aimed at his fat smile.
In a split second, my mother jumped up and disappeared into the jungle.
The sunlight reflected from the bullet holes pierced through the tip of her ear is the most beautiful sunlight I have ever seen.
A dog and a child found me.
That hateful little animal kept roaring furiously. But the child held me in his arms, drank my milk, played with me, and slept with each other.
But because I was forced to helplessly and accidentally killed the puppy, I was expelled from the house.
I was sent to a grim dungeon. Here they are going to teach me how to fight.
My shivering childhood, in the ground covered with damp moss, was like a fluorescent light extinguished.
I am a prisoner.
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[Gladiator Light]
Sangha: Finally I have to face the duel of my destiny. The splendor in this neck makes me mad. If I am a prisoner, let this final battle end my grim journey.
Kamal: Don't force me to go to that unfamiliar center, that theater where everyone is watching. If I am an actor, the daily whipping is enough to wear off my flesh, so why bother to force me to fight.
Sangha: Although the fighter was a tiger, he was weak and cowardly. I'm about to smash him to the bottom of my palm... But wait a minute:
those eyes were childhood, the eyes that my brother looked up at after threatening the little badger under the tree.
Kamal: That gaze was from childhood. My brother was standing on a tall tree branch, looking overwhelmed.
Sangha & Kamal:
We've been separated for many years and haven't heard from each other. We didn't expect to see each other again in this bloody fight.
And forget the sullen sadness, and enjoy the childhood memories in the sunshine.
Look, the spectators laughed and laughed, and look, the fat official was angry and the tiger teacher was in a hurry.
And look, the cage is wide open, and the blue sky and green forest are our galloping battlefield.
(Kamal wants to return to the cage)
Sangha: Brother, this day, this land, this jungle will belong to you and me from now on. Why do you want to go back to the cage closed by the iron bars?
Kamal: I mustered up my courage and went back to the forest. From now on, I only sing for myself.
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[Return to the Temple]
Kamal:
A fire trapped us.
The muzzle of a man, in the distance that I can't reach, is coldly aimed.
Beyond the fire is the jungle, which belongs to the tiger's paradise. Beyond the fire is the temple, which belongs to the holy land of the tiger. Come on, brother, don't be afraid of this fire, jumping over is a new life.
(Aidan McRory puts down his gun.)
Raoul: Sangha, promise me to go back to your shrine, promise me to never be in this inhabited land again, promise me that you will grow up well.
Aidan McRory: Kamal, sorry, my candy box is empty; please forgive me for raising my gun a few times.
Kamal & Sangha:
One more look at you, my friend.
Your innocent gaze will warm all the days that follow.
We are back, mother, the sunshine that penetrates your ears is what we have been attached to for so long.
From now on, please don't wake us up, the laziness of His Highness.
From then on, in the face of the whistling of bullets, we can still walk with our heads held high.
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