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elle doit retourner, elle a dit
si perdu
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
il y a trois manières dont les hommes prennent
babylon -- où je vais rêver
le long des banques
la neige chuchote au sujet de moi

 



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