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quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
nos moments plaisants volent
doucement pleurant
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
comme égaliser tombe
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres

 



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