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sous la feuille sombre de laurier
à travers He va
ainsi tombé
vous faites ne pas entendre
regardez dehors sur les étoiles, mon amour
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
tristement parlant
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
il y a un pays complètement de vin
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
si j'étais très sûr

 



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