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elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
bonne femme
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
dans une vieille chambre s'est doucement allumé
du soleil ni des étoiles
je sais pas où
doucement pleurant

 



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