Aria 140.66
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Aria 140.66
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Ma vie, vue depuis Pluton
N'est q'une hypothèse
Plutôt ridicule
Je ris, tout ce que je fait
Pourrais ne pas être
Et ça m'est égal
Je vais, mal accompagnée
Parmi les décors
A demi dedans
Ici, sans dessus-dessous
Se suivent les heures
De fil en aiguille
J'arrive à l'expiration
A la fin du mois
C'est mathématique
Ma vie, tout ce que je fais
Pourrais ne pas être
Et ça m'est égal
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