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il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
je remplis cette tasse
comme bougie blanche
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
vous vous rappelez
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
c'est l'arsenal
en septembre
j'ai dit
du plancher au plafond
doux comme lit dans la terre

 



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