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son visage est juste et lisse et bon
je vous ai détesté
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
ne restez pas plus
bonheur
quand un contrat est fait pour la liberté
c'était l'automne de l'année
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
frère, je suis le feu
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
le plus triste de l'année
comme un homme nu je vont
il y a une heure du repos paisible

 



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