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serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
ces coeurs ont été tissés des joies et des soins humains
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
à partir du sud à la coupure du jour
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
le plus triste de l'année
pensées par ma tête
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
descendu à l'aube des collines windless

 



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