.Il est quatre heures
Le jour est gris
Je nâai pas pris le temps de vivre, et câest la nuit
Un train qui pleure
Va loin dâici
Les gens sâen vont voir si le rêve est dans leur lit
Et câest la guerre
Loin de chez nous
Comme un grand jeu de qui perd gagne à to.
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