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il était un jeune oysterman grand
du soleil ni des étoiles
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
vous êtes mon compagnon
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
les voûtes du pont rouge
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est à la porte
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée

 



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