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s'il
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
j'ai moulé le monde
roses et or
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
le maître des destins humains suis moi
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
vous êtes clair
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous

 



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