Le coq, en septembre, chantant la matinée,-Annonce une abondante rosée.
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He’s there on a chair, a man is sitting with fixed on
Like a prince calmed down
He can’t feel as pride, past and after his life anymore
But he and I can see and smile
He spent his time to learn and to use sign language and new words
Only angels can understand
Wrapping their wings around darkness, they’re just here in spite of himself
Hard look in his tender eyes
I’m afraid so, it’s ill health
Taking him day after day
Running away so far
One single trip for ever
It’s not drizzle which is sparkling dawn, his own sadness
But what can he really feel
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