Lyrics:
chemins de hallage Quelques bateaux de passage Un ciel et souvent des nuages, C'est mon village, En bord de Sarre.... Y a plein de petites routes De beaux
maintenant que la soirée s’termine Les enceintes à fond réveille la voisine Il a tout le monde il a même maurine Sur le hallage turn up Quand la flicaille
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