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hors de moi indigne et inconnu
il est venu me prendre par la main
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
est souvent il pas aussi?
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
lŕ oů je trouvez-vous
exprimons nos passions plus basses
monde qui change sous ma main
course haut-soutenue
complčtement des larmes

 



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