Lyrics:
Mes racines poussent dans une terre Que je garde en moi Fleurs de Jasmin et de Buddleia Une graine au coeur de la main Rêve au bout du doigt Planter
suis déchaîné Je découpe un 10G sur la quette' C'est pas la trois fois, c'est la buddléia Je suis dans le Viano, ça sent la hiya La caisse est
One buddleia day in the morning's prime saw b***erflies four sorts and kind A feline in stripes took to the air and for all his balletic Nureyev
The forest busts out unexpectedly The stark determination of buddleia Seeking bare sustenance between the bricks Of timeworn workshop outbuildings
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