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mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
le corps peut confiner
comme des aigles sur la haute haute
à l'amoureux passionné
pourquoi faites-vous toujours stand tremblant lĂ 

 



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