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oranges de plumaison nubian bleu-noires
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
descendu Ă  l'aube des collines windless
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
laissez-moi ĂŞtre triste

 



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