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leurs beaux cheveux
elle était une beauté en jours
il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation ŕ vous que des fées
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
ceux-ci soient
hauts murs et énorme
quand je vais de nouveau ŕ la terre
je me demande oů vous vivez

 



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