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Traduction - Paul Laborde
Olympus, You aren't nature,You crawl like the streets, rough, wandering. You are never peaceful,you run after reality. Olympus, I want to believe in the facethat I saw behind the crowds,it can resist. Be the sea, Olympus, the mountain or the ocean. Turn your back to the citythat you blindly compose.
