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Rennaissance

mardi 12 mai 2015 à 09h05

Je scotche sur une chanson avant de comprendre combien les paroles peuvent me toucher…

Guess who died last night in grey stockings in all might,
it was no loss : the only god of mine.
He fell down just do drown in a sea of delight
to tame champagne and creatures of the night.

As the water took him over filled his lungs inside out
I sold his gold for flowers and rice.
Speaking fire he would hire pawns and peasants just like me
to feed upon the conquered ones.
But now, we are free.

Agnel Obel, Philharmonics

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