.Ãté mil huit cent soixante-huit, quelque part dans le Grand Ouest
Il a sauté sur son cheval pour disparaître en un geste
La porte du saloon claque encore, dehors, le vent fouette la poussière
Lui, il galope vers son sort sans jamais regarder derrière
Est-ce qu'il cherche ou est-ce .
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