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l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
je suis allé à travers les rues
passé persistant de thou
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
comme bougie blanche

 



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