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j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
laissez-moi être triste
je me demande où vous vivez
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
le vieil ouest, le vieux temps
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
basculé dans le berceau du profond
c'est le bateau de la perle
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
les voûtes du pont rouge
je la pense splendide juste

 



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