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j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
substance de la lune
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
je ne prie pas pour la paix
sous la barre du guerrier
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
gloom
doux comme lit dans la terre
élever, comme vent a soufflé

 



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