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elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
y a il quiconque lĂ 
le parfum est venu
je ne brûle aucun encens
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
je sais pas oĂą
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci Ă  moi
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
hors de moi indigne et inconnu

 



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