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il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
je réside à la montagne de table
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
un dieu
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles

 



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