.Le vent dans les arbres d'automne,
Le piano muet qui s'étonne
Et ton souvenir dans mon coeur>
Comme au printemps bougent les fleurs,
J'aurai beau le taire ou le dire,
Ma vie ne saurait être pire
Que ce manège déserté
Où plus rien ne viendra chanter.
Sans toi.
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