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Encore plus loin dans l'écriture ! => Textes non francophones => Discussion démarrée par: SpiderBejita le 14 novembre 2026 à 19:59:08
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That night we went to the movies
Was the same night I felt a breeze
Against my dry heart it blowed
A sens of pride in my head flowed
It’s cold isnt’it ?
You asked me
I don’t feel it
Not with you around me
We walked under the moon
Back to your appartment
In the air was a tune
A chorus of content
You grabbed my hand
And then I knew
That on you I would depend
To keep love in my view