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à minuit
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
c'était l'automne de l'année
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté

 



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