"Child's Christmas in Wales" ( John Cale )
"With mistletoe and candle green
To Halloween we go
Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship
Lends comedy to shame
The cattle graze bold uprightly
Seducing down the door
To saddle swords and meeting place
We have no place to go
Then wearily the footsteps worked
The hallelujah crowds
Too late but wait the long legged bait
Tripped uselessly around
Sebastopol Adrianapolis
The prayers of all combined
Take down the flags of ownership
The walls are falling down
A belt to hold
Columbus too, perimeters of nails
Perceived the Mamma's golden touch
Good neighbours were we all"
"With mistletoe and candle green
To Halloween we go
Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship
Lends comedy to shame
The cattle graze bold uprightly
Seducing down the door
To saddle swords and meeting place
We have no place to go
Then wearily the footsteps worked
The hallelujah crowds
Too late but wait the long legged bait
Tripped uselessly around
Sebastopol Adrianapolis
The prayers of all combined
Take down the flags of ownership
The walls are falling down
A belt to hold
Columbus too, perimeters of nails
Perceived the Mamma's golden touch
Good neighbours were we all"
John Cale de novo ( nunca é de mais ). Em "Child's Christmas in Wales", inspirado na obra do compatriota Dylan Thomas, compôs uma belissima melodia e a partir daí escreveu uma extraordinária bizarria, vagamente relacionada com os Natais da sua infãncia em Gales.
Quanto ao álbum, "Paris 1919" ( 1973 ), o mínimo que se pode dizer é que todas as casas deveriam possuir um exemplar.
