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allé avant nous
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or
dans des nombres mournful
l'amour a été chanté mille manières
tranquillement, avec le reverance, dans la crainte
élever, comme vent a soufflé
de nos endroits cachés

 



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