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il y a un pays complètement de vin
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
écoutez
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci Ă  moi
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
je vous chante
mais alas, rĂŞves justes

 



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