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je les ai entendus la nuit
dossier une nuit de vol
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
gloom
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
prenez mes bracelets

 



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