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pourrions nous mais savoir
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
faible-envolée est la chanson
je meurs
une fois ce gazon mou
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
stand ici par mon côté
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
dans ma main je me tiens
mais alas, rêves justes
exprimons nos passions plus basses
j'ai moulé le monde
très bien, vous libéraux

 



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