.Une grand-mère qui part, câest une bibliothèque qui brûle
Et comme dâhabitude, câest le silence qui hurle
Câest toute ton armure qui devient velours
Câest les regrets qui croisent lâhorloge et courent jusquâà Yom Kippour>
Câest trop dâinterrogations et sans Ã.
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