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mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
les chansons antiques
donnez-moi la faim
élever, comme vent a soufflé
je l'ai vu une fois avant
voyez, ils retournent
dites-moi

 



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