Відео

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Lyrics The ego and the Id The time has come the wild one said when we must all decide We cannot carry on this way And so we must divide The road before us runs both ways So which one do you choose But all will not go well if you refused What becomes of the upper me When the fire burns in my mind How can I leave my hero alive It serms to me the wise one said That mountains are so high The river is too deep to cross and none of us can fly But I believe that compromise is what Is needed here Or surely we become the things we fear But the good in me don't wanna believe that the evil me is so And a voice somewhere said do as you please But the upper me said no no no no no no What becomes of the upper me when the fire burns in my mind How can I leave my ego behind I return to another me or I lose the Will to survive How can I keep my hero alive To survive How can I keep my hero alive

Lyrics I was lonely and depressed Having fled the family home When I met an old acquaintance I had only barely known And I told her over tea Of my worries and my woes And a morbid tear of eating beans In tightly fitting clothes And she said psychoanalysis was just the thing for me And she knew a Mayfair analyst I really ought to see So I went round to his rooms And he saw me right away Though he asked a sum of money I could ill afford to pay But I lay down on the couch By a bowl of a flaccid flowers And I talked and talked and talked and talked For hours and hours and hours And he told me tales of Oedipus with great authority And he asked me if my mother Wore stiletto heels and rubber And I realised that this poor soul Was more confused than me Well,the shock was so profound That I fled into the strand Where I saw a Hare Krishna group And joined in with the band This was just the life for me Free of worldly goods and care And I chanted and I ranted Round and round Trafalgar Square I converted tens of thousands and they joined us then and there But the bagwan was so jealous That he called me over zealous Then he threw me out When I refused to cut off all my hair (Dr Ruth Dr.Ruth,why not we write to Dr.Ruth) So I wrote to Dr.Ruth and she felpfully proposed I should join a nudist colony And threw away my clothes All that sun upon my flesh would set my libido free and would guarantee much more of it Whatever It may be But I don't feel that I was quite equipped for such a life Fear of skin just like my sisters too much sun would give me blisters So I think I'll turn the whole thing in and go home to the wine Oh she is a funny woman She gets turned on by barbed wire Yes! I-oooooh!

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Absoluter Wahnsinn !!!!

Most underrated album in the history

Well it's funny you should say that It's a most peculiar thing Yes it's funny you should say that I was talking to a man And I saw he wore a ring Yes it's funny you should say that And I told him of a dream Where I caught and ate a whale Then I woke up feeling hungry, he said That's a curious tale For a dream contains a wish In this case a giant fish As the pressure you were under Might have woken you from slumber To relieve the pangs of hunger You just dreamed yourself a dish Well it's funny you should say that It's a most peculiar thing Yes it's funny you should say that For I also met a man And he also wore a ring Yes it's funny you should say that And I told him of a dream Where the sun was at its height But my toes were blocks of ice, he said Let me get this right You are tall and so your feet Must protrude beyond the sheet While you sleep they're unprotected And it's just as I suspected You were trying to dream some heat But there are six white wolves In the dead of the night On the branch of a tree And they have such big eyes And they're shining so bright All the better to see And they have such big ears All the better to hear And they're listening to me And they have such sharp teeth All the better to eat And they're looking at me Well it's funny you should say that It's a most peculiar thing Yes it's funny you should say that I was speaking to a man But I don't recall a ring Yes it's funny you should say that And I told him of a dream Where I turned into a snail And he said it is simplicity To follow such a trail For this creature takes his shell Anywhere that he may roam But work must keep you on the move You fear your wife may disapprove So in the dream you just remove And take along your home If I step on a line Something will happen There are rats in a jar Something terrible will happen And they have such big eyes And they're shining so bright All the better to see And they have such sharp teeth All the better to eat And they're looking at me Tell me what do they want Tell me what can they be Tell me what does it mean Tell me what do you see Fantasia Nothing is what it seems Fantasia A world that's made out of dreams Fantasia Nothing is what it seems Fantasia Well it's funny you should say that It's a most peculiar thing Yes it's funny you should say that Though I haven't met this man So he didn't wear a ring It's so funny you should say that If I told him of a dream Where I turned into a hat That was round and made of fur, would he say Nothing wrong with that As I sit here in my chair I can see your growth is spare And it is my observation That this caused you much frustration So you dreamed a consolation To replace a loss of hair I'm going to be a mother I'm going to have a child There are wolves in the tree But the tree never grew There are rats in the jar But the curse wasn't true Fantasia Nothing is what it seems Fantasia A world that is made out of dreams

one of the most unique and beautiful song! Really piece of art ❤

Lanye staley goat

Masterpiece

Rip peace Eric woolfson

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Chris Rainbow R.I.P.

Translation to Spanish: Me sentía solo y deprimido después de haber abandonado mi hogar, cuando me encontré con una antigua conocida que apenas había alcanzado a conocer. Y mientras tomábamos el té le conté mis preocupaciones y mis penas, y mi miedo morboso a comer porotos usando ropa muy ajustada. Y ella me dijo que lo que yo necesitaba con exactitud era psicoanálisis, y que conocía a un analista en el centro de Londres al que realmente necesitaba consultar. (Coro: ...necesitaba consultar, que él realmente necesitaba consultar.) Así que fui a su consultorio y me atendió inmediatamente, aunque me pidió una cantidad de dinero que a duras penas podía pagar. Entonces me tiré en el sofá que había al lado de un jarrón con flores flácidas, ¡Y hablé, y hablé, y hablé, y hablé durante horas, y horas, y horas! Y con mucha autoridad me contó historias sobre Edipo. Entonces me preguntó si mi madre usaba tacos aguja y ropa de látex, y entonces me di cuenta de que ese pobre infeliz estaba más confundido que yo. (Coro: ...fundido que él, estaba más confundido que él.) Bueno, el shock fue tan grande que salí corriendo hacia la calle Strand, donde vi un grupo de Hare Krishnas, y me uní a ellos. Esa era la vida que yo quería, libre de bienes y preocupaciones mundanas, y canté y grité mientras daba vueltas a la Plaza Trafalgar Convertí a decenas de miles y se unieron a nosotros ahí mismo. Pero el gurú se puso tan celoso que me trató de fanático; después me echó cuando me negué a raparme, ¡estúpido chino! (Coro: Dra. Ruth, Dra. Ruth, ¿por qué no le escribís a la Dra. Ruth?) Así que escribí a la Dra. Ruth [Westheimer], y ella muy atentamente me propuso que me uniera a una colonia nudista y que me deshiciera de toda mi ropa. Todo ese sol sobre mi piel liberaría mi libido, y me aseguraría mucho más de «eso», sea lo que «eso» fuere. Pero no me sentí del todo preparado para esa clase de vida... De piel pálida como mis hermanas, mucho sol me sacaría ampollas, así que creo que me daré por vencido y volveré a casa con mi mujer. Oh, ella es una mujer muy particular, el alambre de púas la excita... ¡Sí! ¡Uh!

Great track, love it love it love it.

F the superego off, don't let the Ministery of Truth subvert you're own creative expression, free will your basic human right to the pursuit of your own happyness and satisfaction of your own basic human needs and desires. Be who you want to be, do what you want to do, ego is not a dirty word, don't let people who think they're above God infect your conciousness with the confusion of society and it's illogical world view, trust yourself and follow your own instincts and desires, they won't fail you and will lead to personal fulfilment and happyness, but follow someone else and you might just find that you'll lose your self esteem and self-identity.

This is not an alan parsons project album this is eric woolfson’s album he just wanted alan parsons to be technician

Excellent, beautiful, and totally God-sent music and people. Thank God for His creativity.

Beautiful lanye staley goat sexy Sexy

These two gentlemen sadly had never experienced a true recognition and accomplishment they were deserving.

Unos de los primeros casos de freud, que practico la tecnica del psicoanálisis

Сногсшибательно круто, до мурашек!

[Verse 1] Where have you come from, where have you been? How can you know, unless you begin? [Chorus] Turn around Giving more than you take Lost and found In the past [Verse 2] The chance of a lifetime is passing you by Use it or lose it in the wink of an eye [Chorus] Turn around Giving more than you take Lost and found In the past

I was fortunate enough to see them perform this album in a pub in nottingham..... crammed in not far from the pa stack, with Terls kit seemingly taking up most of the stage, it is still one of the best gigs I've ever been at. This album and band formed a big part of my youth. Love it!

This type of music is too difficult for an average viewer to understand. If you've followed the Project's journey thus far, then you'll understand the profound beauty and ecstasy that the group has achieved. I think that this album, besides being the last, is the one that wanted to go beyond the boundaries of infinity and if it was a failure, it's because it was misunderstood. The same Eric Woolfson who sings the song says: "You Gotta lose control" 2:13 I love the part where he says: "It doesn't need to much explaining" 2:31 Sometimes the most complicated and intricate things are the most misunderstood. This time the Project has gone too far.... too far

Boże, jaka to bogata, przepiękna muzyka...

в год выхода этого альбома ежедневно слушал его в наушниках. Очень сильная работа. Когда Pink Floyd уже совсем закончился, Camel блистает музыкой взрослого сердца.

This song is something else, it's phenomenal and hits me straight in the heart

B&Q remembered.

Epic!From sixth minute Heavenly!

My dear old prog!

Thank you very much, Camel-Andy Latimer, for giving us this album. His 13th. studio work. Deep and cadent sounds, mysterious and dreamy, like the title (inspired by the structure of a classic Arabic meter). Camel-Latimer's creativity is inexhaustible. An unbeatable musical group.

74 Likes. That's the Genius price.

Dlaczego nie ma Pendragona na Spotify?

what countries are lots of the non-english comments coming from, if i may ask? I'm curious where this band's fanbase is from, cause i've only just learned of them. From western Canada.

Kiki Dee sounds SOOO good - it's just the perfect song for her. 🤩

Listening to Iona in Brazil, just me?

Sound like Beatles with Liam Gallagher on vocals hahaha

Magnifica. Album meraviglioso. A.Latimer chitarrista eccellente. Camel band sublime...fenomenale!!! ❤

Amazing...this album is a masterpiece!!! Latimer is a fantastic guitarist...sublime band Camel!!! ❤

First time I see, my earths fucks :(

LYRICS: All across this barren land, Elder voices tell Stories of a desert ghost. The legend of a man Swallowed by the sand. High upon the red dunes, A prophet in the wind... A vision like a mirage, Rises from a man Swallowed by the sand. Fading Into the shadows Of the legend You became. Fading Into the mystery And the romance Of your fame.

Exelente, un momento de silencio por los hombres mujeres y niños que dieron su vida por la verdad, en Jesucristo Rey de Reyes y Señor de Señores, duermen en sueño de los vencedores para ser revestidos. En la final trompeta, su sangre clama hasta hoy por libertad.

Eric woolfson dynamic

Makes me think of my late dad. This song really helped me to come to peace with what happened to him. Blessings to all who come to this sacred corner of prog history

Essa álbum é sensacional!! 🎸🎸🎸

Penny lane jajaja, cool, Beatles.

Lyrics: After words And long goodbyes Tears and lies At the end of the day An early night And madness rains The moon pulls your dreams And pressure fades And now The final encore A last farewell The fantasy is over The spirit flies away

Thank you very much, Camel-Andy Latimer, for giving us this album. His 13th. studio work. Deep and cadent sounds, mysterious and dreamy, like the title (inspired by the structure of a classic Arabic meter). Camel-Latimer's creativity is inexhaustible. An unbeatable musical group.