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dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
apportez-moi la chanson douce
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
je sais ce que vous allez dire
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
je vous attends
nous qui se sont tenus
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
roses et or
qui appellera le vent
ŕ certains les gros dieux

 



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