Lark of memory
it is your blood that is flowing
and not mine
Lark of memory
I have tightened my fist
Lark of memory
dead bird of mist
you should not have come
to eat from my hand
the grains of oblivion.

Auteur: Jacques Prévert

Lark of memory<br />it is your blood that is flowing<br />and not mine<br />Lark of memory<br />I have tightened my fist<br />Lark of memory<br />dead bird of mist<br />you should not have come<br />to eat from my hand<br />the grains of oblivion. - Jacques Prévert



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