Le preacute est veacuteneacuteneux mais joli en automne Les vaches y paissant Lentement s'empoisonnent Le colchique couleur de cerne et de lilas Y fleurit tes yeux sont comme cette fleur-la Violatres comme leur cerne et comme cet automne Et ma vie pour tes yeux lentement s'empoisonne
Les enfants de l'eacutecole viennent avec fracas Vecirctus de hoquetons et jouant de l'harmonica Ils cueillent les colchiques qui sont comme des megraveres Filles de leurs filles et sont couleur de tes paupiegraveres Qui battent comme les fleurs battent au vent deacutement
Le gardien du troupeau chante tout doucement Tandis que lentes et meuglant les vaches abandonnent Pour toujours ce grand preacute mal fleuri par l'automne
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