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leurs beaux cheveux
une brume entraînait une réduction
donc je ne puis pas
vous avez marche vue par le village
avec les yeux doux et bruns
je ne brûle aucun encens
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
je les ai entendus la nuit
les vieilles chansons
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour

 



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