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ne soyez pas faux
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singuličre
j'ai jeté mon âme ŕ l'air comme un vol de faucon
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
monde qui change sous ma main
sommeil, frčre gris de la mort
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez ŕ moi, appel ŕ moi
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds

 



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