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au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
comme des aigles sur la haute haute
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
j'ai gagné la course
comme bougie blanche
ville qui n'est pas une ville

 



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