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descendu à l'aube des collines windless
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
il parle pas bien
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
vous êtes beau et fané
le corps peut confiner
tristement parlant
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
le pré rampait

 



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