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j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
vous dites que vous m'aimez
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
l'enfant qui a jeté la feuille après feuille
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles

 



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