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ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
le soleil est vers le haut
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
écoutez la mer retentissante
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
bonne femme
plantons
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts

 



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