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un avec vous
jamais dans toute ma vie
dans sa tente gardée
l'amour a été chanté mille manières
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
je ne prie pas pour la paix
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
je me suis tenu
j'ai vu la première poire
doux comme lit dans la terre
dans ma main je me tiens

 



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