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à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
élever, comme vent a soufflé
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
un mille derrière
ne vous affligez pas qu'elle plus de
dernier minuit
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
avec les yeux doux et bruns
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin

 



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