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bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
remplacez la vision du plaisir
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
avec les yeux doux et bruns
très bien, vous libéraux
et ainsi elle va

 



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