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Dan Bigras
Miscellaneous
I have invented the room
to tell you about my pain
and coughs those who are adorned
so that you Know what I die
I have invented the room
for the beauty of the Cathées
when I could not show you
when you said It hurts
Don't go away, I'm going to die
I have invented the room
and for the color of our evenings
to pretend To no longer see you
I invented the black color
to cheat with the sorrow
and to survive our history
to favorites, with punches
I have invented the room
so that you always remember
Blue diamond that we have broken
so that never come back
This tenderness in the arm of army
I inventsed the room
and for the color of our evenings
to pretend not to see you
I have inventive the black color
When we fall asleep each for yourself
in the silence of memories
When our love no longer has the right
neither at rest nor to sir
I inventsed the room
and for the color of our evenings
to pretend not to see you
I have invented the black color < BR/> And for the color these days
I have invented the love evil