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nos moments plaisants volent
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
et mon nom est véridique
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
environ porté plainte au maître
plantons
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi

 



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