23 février 2016
Quand la forêt chante Brume noire, bruine grise
Quand la forêt chante
Brume noire, bruine grise
Le soleil sourit
Au crépuscule qui vient
Accrocher sa lune
À ce rendez-vous céleste
Julien Hoquet
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