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vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
la nuit était noire et triste
mais alas, rĂŞves justes
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
un, comme part d'un arbre
Ă  minuit
prenez mes bracelets

 



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