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sad love poem

pourquoi si triste mon bel?
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
tous apaisent le long du potomac
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
je sais pas où
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
pharaoh, roi de la terre de l'Egypte
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
c'est le bateau de la perle
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion

 



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