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avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
environ porté plainte au maître
le vieil ouest, le vieux temps
je me demande où vous vivez
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
j'ai dit
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
doux et fort
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
très bien, vous libéraux

 



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