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je suis vieux et aveugle
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
j'ai dit
vous êtes beau et fané
le maître des destins humains suis moi
ce que je souhaite remarquer
ombres à ailes balayant près
à travers He va
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
il y a une heure du repos paisible
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté

 



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