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simplement parlant
je suis le vent qui hésite
je vous ai détesté
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
hors de la mer de scintillement
mais alas, rêves justes
frère, je suis le feu
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme

 



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