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enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
nous avons aucune honte?
basculé dans le berceau du profond
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
descendu Ă  l'aube des collines windless
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
le régal royal a été fait
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
beau
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé

 



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