Traccia tripartita, che poi ho suddiviso nei suoi momenti. Il corpo centrale è basato su un testo di W. Blake. C'è un po' di tutto: hard rock, reminiscenze rinascimentali, qualche spruzzata  di sperimentazione. Per chi ama i casini insomma.

Ecco il testo:

I was angry with my friend:

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe;

I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,

Night & morning with my tears;

And I sunned it with my smiles

And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,

Till it bore an apple bright;

And my foe beheld it shine,

And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole

When the night had veiled the pole:

In the morning glad I see

My foe outstretched beneath the tree