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vous avez marche vue par le village
allé avant nous
je ne brûle aucun encens
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi

 



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