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short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
une vie sur la vague d'océan
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
le maître des destins humains suis moi
le jour est fait
nos moments plaisants volent
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
basculé dans le berceau du profond
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
à l'aube, il a dit
je vois tous les esprits humains

 



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