Finnegans Wake Book 1 Chapter 4
As the lion, in our teargarten remembers the nenuphars of his Nile (shall Ariuz forget Arioun or Boghas the baregams of the Marmarazalles from Marmeniere?) it may be, tots wearsense full a naggin in twentyg have sigilposted what in our brievingbust, the besieged bedreamt him stil and solely of those lililiths un- deveiled which had undone him, gone for age, and knew not the watchful treachers at his wake, and theirs to stay. Fooi, fooi, chamermissies! Zeepyzoepy, larcenlads! Zijnzijn Zijnzijn! It may be, we moest ons hasten selves te declareer it, that he reglimmed? presaw? the fields of heat and yields of wheat where corngold Ysit? shamed and shone.

Up to the light ?
Really nice & delicate! the vocal arrangements are perfect, an adorable very English track, very late 60s, a great deal of freshness !!!

Clandestine vibes
Really nice & delicate! the vocal arrangements are perfect, an adorable very English track, very late 60s, a great deal of freshness !!!