Les "au revoir" ont un goût de larmes. Les "au revoir" avortés de désillusion.
You said you lived your life by the Albion creeds
Of pure in thought and word and deed
But oh my boy what did you gain?
And just 50 bottles that stubbed out your roots
And holes in the ears of your cowboy boots
Well that'll make you never forget your name
Or your lies
And noone's going to sell you any alibis
A part ce truc je suis surtout là: what-lenny-did.blogspot.com

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