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c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
mais alas, rĂŞves justes
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
il aurait mĂŞme sa plaisanterie
je tiens votre coeur
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts

 



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