La Chicane le jardin gris

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I'm dangerous, that's what they say about me
Deep down, I'm gentle and very kind
If I stole, it was to eat
br/>I was very weak, I was very hungry
Stuck in the street evenings and mornings
It's the newspaper that serves as shelter
During the night, it's very cold
My holey boots, that's what betrays me
Toé who saw me spitting in the street
Toé who begging for bread
Toé who saw me cry for my life
Don't make me think you didn't see anything
There, I'm here to do my time
If I go out one day, I'll steal more bread
I'll try to take charge
But tell me how do we live?
My house , it's my dungeon
It's the bars that make the trees
My sky, it's the cement ceiling
It's the gray garden of my life inside
Since I've been here I've been crying about it
But my tears flow inside
They don't appear, but I feel them
Done you don't believe you didn't see anything

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