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quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
je sais pas où
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
je suis fevered
à l'aube, il a dit
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne

 



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