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South
Between the big trees The flowers and the green grass The house is there It's white and brown And covered With green vine Which looks like hair. We call it the south Cause time is so long there That life sure will take us More than a million years. And we like to stay there. So many children are playing in the garden So many dogs There is a cat and a turtle and an old well But not a frog. We call it the south Cause time is so long there That life sure will take us More than a million years. And we like to stay there. I know one day I'll have to leave the sweet life Back to the dark Don't really care but they won't ask my opinion As a matter of fact. I hope it's the south Cause time is so long there That life sure will take us More than a million years. And we like to stay there. Texte soumis aux Droits d'Auteur - Réservé à un usage privé ou éducatif
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d'or · les arbres · European trees · voyages · 1600 poèmes · Fables de Jean de La Fontaine
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