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jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
j'au-dessus-avais préparé l'événement
je me tiens par temps gris froid
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
désolé et seul
le bonbon avec la fougère et s'est levé
vous faites entendre

 



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