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sommeil gentiment dans vos tombes humbles
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
je vois tous les esprits humains
j'ai gagné la course
les vieilles chansons
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
maintenant tandis que mes lčvres vivent
nous n'étions pas beaucoup

 



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