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enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance
j'ai aimé une femme
je me tiens par temps gris froid
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
un, comme part d'un arbre
je dois dire bonne nuit
pourrions nous mais savoir
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
de nos endroits cachés

 



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