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avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
travails de la terre
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
tressé et tissé
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
laissez-moi être triste
il y a un pays complètement de vin
un, comme part d'un arbre
babylon -- où je vais rêver
je verrai une étoile ce soir
remplacez la vision du plaisir

 



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