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un avec vous
dans le port de New York
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
élever, comme vent a soufflé
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
êtes vous vivant?
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux

 



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