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à l'aube, il a dit
là où je trouvez-vous
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
environ porté plainte au maître
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
souffleur de verre de temps
je réside à la montagne de table
splendor doux
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi

 



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