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quand je vais de nouveau ŕ la terre
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumičre
roses et or
hors de la mer de scintillement
en septembre
vous dites que vous m'aimez
écoutez
un regard est mais un rayon
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
laissez une subsistance de joie vous
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté

 



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