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first rays – from my night remains the mistof my dreams

si loinces tchin-tchin, à ta santéportés par le vent so far awaythese tchin-chin, cheerscarried by the wind

here and therethe twirling butterfly –he alone knows where he's going

containmentthe aromas of freedomof my lemon tea

confinementbien longs ces jours qui rallongent containmentso long these daysthat lengthen

carriage entrancetwo loversare just one

in the guttera paper boat –  dream of child

old hullsrefuge of his memoriesthe song of the wind

sous les étoilesle sans-abridernière nuit under the starsthe homelesslast night