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il est venu me prendre par la main
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
pourquoi
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
maintenant que je me suis refroidi ŕ vous
quand je vais de nouveau ŕ la terre
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
j'ai aimé une femme
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
pas du monde large de totalité

 



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