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le parfum est venu
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
monde qui change sous ma main
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
splendide et terrible votre amour

 



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