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    La cinquième saison → English translation

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The fifth Season

You who are hopeless
To live miseries
Of our four seasons
Stop your march
Bend down, pass the ark
Of this huge bridge
The fifth season
There is always an angel
A spare angel
That will give you a shaft
Take his hand and reach
With him to the star
To your resurrection
Your fifth season
 
Soldier of the big wars
On these strange lands
From the bottom of the horizon
One day the intelligence
Will put you on vacation
Will rust your canons
The fifth season
 
Let the music be
Liturgic organs
To the accordion
Let the musique be
Chopin is clicking
Brahms with the bandoneon
The fifth season
 
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La cinquième saison

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