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les jours mélancoliques sont venus
à minuit
je ne brûle aucun encens
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
un oiseau a chanté
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
je ne prie pas pour la paix
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
donnez-moi la faim
à travers He va
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques


 



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