Fin semaine
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Fin semaine
Moi sous un ciel qui gronde son bleu à nos pieds /Toi sous un ciel qui gronde le gris de tous les plombs
Moi face à mon île peuplée de fantômes/ Toi face à ton îlot désert de milliers d'hommes
On a passé notre fin semaine à nous regarder dans les yeux.
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