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quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
frère, je suis le feu
à l'amoureux passionné
je sais pas oĂą
laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
si j'avais su l'étroit une prison est amour
je suis vieux et aveugle
les petites prières blanches
y a il quiconque lĂ 
composé seul du loveliness

 



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