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\n des No\u00ebls de magasin.<\/span>
\n J’irai marcher<\/span>
\n d’une flaque d’ombre \u00e0 l’autre.<\/span>
\n J’irai noyer mon spleen<\/span>
\n aux reflets des solitudes anonymes.<\/span>
\n Puis le jour se l\u00e8vera<\/span>
\n finalement,<\/span>
\n une lune accroch\u00e9e aux commissures du ciel.<\/span>
\n Et je respirerai l’air<\/span>
\n du large que j’ai pris,<\/span>
\n comme tu dis.<\/span>
\n L’hiver autour du cou,<\/span>
\n mon insomnie en bandouli\u00e8re. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
des No\u00ebls de magasin.<\/span>
J'irai marcher<\/span>
d'une flaque d'ombre \u00e0 l'autre.<\/span>
J'irai noyer mon spleen<\/span>
aux reflets des solitudes anonymes.<\/span>
Puis le jour se l\u00e8vera<\/span>
finalement,<\/span>
une lune accroch\u00e9e aux commissures du ciel.<\/span>
Et je respirerai l'air<\/span>
du large que j'ai pris,<\/span>
comme tu dis.<\/span>
L'hiver autour du cou,<\/span>
mon insomnie en bandouli\u00e8re. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>