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je les ai entendus la nuit
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
tristement parlant
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
vécu à côté de la rive
en ce moment
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
le maître des destins humains suis moi
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est Ă  la porte
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
dites-moi
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trĂ´ne d'or

 



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