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Ă  certains les gros dieux
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
je ne brûle aucun encens
je l'aime
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
j'ai dit
il y a mille années silencieuses
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
l'obscurité
complètement des larmes
faites les garçons et les filles vont toujours

 



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