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quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
doucement pleurant
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
tous apaisent le long du potomac
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
quand vous venez ce soir
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière

 



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