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j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
désolé et seul
quelques jours plus venteux
comme un homme nu je vont
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
une pensée gentiment solennelle
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
environ porté plainte au maître
le parfum est venu

 



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