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\n possible chagrin tu seras.<\/span>
\n Je suis une forteresse d’exil,<\/span>
\n une expatri\u00e9e de mon moi.<\/span>
\n Le doute est ma seule certitude,<\/span>
\n j’ai froid j’ai peur<\/span>
\n d’\u00eatre inapte \u00e0 savoir aimer.<\/span>
\n Je suis la d\u00e9vast\u00e9e<\/span>
\n comme un br\u00fblis de terre truffi\u00e8re<\/span>
\n o\u00f9 l’or est noir<\/span>
\n mais noir est l’or.<\/span>
\n Je ne sais rien oublier,<\/span>
\n ce bras de mer qui se perd<\/span>
\n o\u00f9 se noyaient les amours off.<\/span>
\n J’ai froid j’ai peur<\/span>
\n d’\u00eatre inapte \u00e0 savoir d\u00e9sir.<\/span>
\n Tu seras l’improbable issue,<\/span>
\n possible chagrin tu seras.<\/span><\/p>\n
possible chagrin tu seras.<\/span>
Je suis une forteresse d'exil,<\/span>
une expatri\u00e9e de mon moi.<\/span>
Le doute est ma seule certitude,<\/span>
j'ai froid j'ai peur<\/span>
d'\u00eatre inapte \u00e0 savoir aimer.<\/span>
Je suis la d\u00e9vast\u00e9e<\/span>
comme un br\u00fblis de terre truffi\u00e8re<\/span>
o\u00f9 l'or est noir<\/span>
mais noir est l'or.<\/span>
Je ne sais rien oublier,<\/span>
ce bras de mer qui se perd<\/span>
o\u00f9 se noyaient les amours off.<\/span>
J'ai froid j'ai peur<\/span>
d'\u00eatre inapte \u00e0 savoir d\u00e9sir.<\/span>
Tu seras l'improbable issue,<\/span>
possible chagrin tu seras.<\/span><\/p>