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il était un jeune oysterman grand
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
le maître des destins humains suis moi
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
le soleil est vers le haut
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
je vous chante
l'obscurité

 



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