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je descends les chemins de jardin
comme un homme nu je vont
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
apportez-moi la chanson douce
là par la fenêtre dans la vieille maison
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
mélancolie, bleu il était

 



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