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il y a une heure du repos paisible
les jours hypocrites
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
dans des nombres mournful
ils peuvent parler de l'amour dans une petite maison

 



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