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comme des aigles sur la haute haute
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
doucement pleurant
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
il y a mille années silencieuses
vieux vin Ă  boire
y a il quiconque lĂ 
maintenant que je me suis refroidi Ă  vous
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
chère épouse
vous êtes beau et fané
pas du monde large de totalité

 



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