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et pain de breaketh pas plus
dans votre vol
là où je trouvez-vous
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
la nuit était noire et triste
un mot de vol d'ici et là
je remplis cette tasse
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré

 



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