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faites les garçons et les filles vont toujours
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
la lumière retirée
un mot de vol d'ici et là
dans des nombres mournful
laissez une subsistance de joie vous
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
bonne femme
je suis fevered
il y a un pays complètement de vin
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
je l'aime
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
travails de la terre

 



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