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polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
écoutez
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
en tant qu'elle
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
foncé-eyed
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté
vous êtes clair
qui appellera le vent

 



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