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I'm not usually a fan of non-English sung Progressive Rock. (Bit of a language phobia on my part) but occasionally my prejudice cannot ignore a classic recording even when I don't understand the language

The music has an elegance and simplicity that is as close to perfection as you can get and the aching beauty of the melodies lift this beyong mere popular myusic into the realms of serious art.

The delicacy of the mellotron and woodwind are staggering in their beauty and I can honestly say this ranks in the top 10 most impressive and essential recordings in the prog rock canon