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calme en tant que que deuxième été
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
avant le saint en bronze solennel
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
vous faites entendre
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
orage
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
dans ma main je me tiens

 



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