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le plus triste de l'année
lŕ oů je trouvez-vous
qui aime la pluie
le long des banques
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
maintenant tandis que mes lčvres vivent
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté

 



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