And now, in the city center
A weekend in bed, she prefers
Let's dump the crates at the bottom
So many sadnesses will die in the sea
Mystè res and fairy tales
We must escape from false things
Let's keep our feelings simplistic
The secret of games without borders
Agreement, I owe it to myself ©file on
Avenue monié-montrevel
Sweat environment
Diesel fumes
Expiration of expressions
The shadows will come to hide the sky

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