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Abed Azrié - Caravane des Jours lyrics
Quickly passes the caravan of days; Wine alone can be the recourse For life, stolen away. This universe is a magic shadow show, The sun the lamp, the world the screen, We are the errant shadows, images Training others in their wake. Nights make us move Like strange puppets, Like reflections Which shift and stir. Like love's passion our life Is for a time, for a moment. |
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