Quand le carnaval de tes promesses
\nAura fini de d\u00e9filer
\nQue tu auras fini de jouer la pi\u00e8ce
\nO\u00f9 je ne suis pas n\u00e9e
\nO\u00f9 tu en fais des caisses
\nJuste pour t\u2019amuser
\nTu ne seras plus qu\u2019un coup
\nA peine un mod\u00e8le
\nUn chemin de cailloux
\nPour m\u2019emporter au ciel
\nL\u00e0 o\u00f9 les demoiselles
\nR\u00eavent aux r\u00eaves
\nEt \u00e0 leurs rendez-vous
\nAu bord de leurs falaises
\nO\u00f9 elles se brisent le cou<\/p>\n
Quand le carnaval de tes promesses
\nAura fini d’\u00e9grener
\nToutes les fausses caresses
\nQui pouvaient m\u2019attraper
\nQu\u2019il n\u2019aura plus de cesse
\nA r\u00e9essayer
\nTu ne seras plus qu\u2019une ombre
\nUn petit rien du tout
\nPos\u00e9 sur le bord de mes l\u00e8vres
\nQuand j\u2019essuierai la boue
\nEt les gouttes de fi\u00e8vre
\nQui m\u2019ont tenue debout
\nL\u00e0 o\u00f9 les demoiselles
\nR\u00eavent aux r\u00eaves
\nEt \u00e0 leurs rendez-vous
\nAu bord de leurs falaises
\nO\u00f9 elles se brisent le cou<\/p>\n
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Quand le carnaval de tes promesses Aura fini de d\u00e9filer Que tu auras fini de jouer la pi\u00e8ce O\u00f9 je ne suis pas n\u00e9e O\u00f9 tu en fais des caisses Juste pour t\u2019amuser Tu ne seras plus qu\u2019un coup A peine un mod\u00e8le Un chemin de cailloux Pour m\u2019emporter au ciel L\u00e0 o\u00f9 les demoiselles […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"Le carnaval des promesses http:\/\/wp.me\/pRmGm-vm","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[22,4],"tags":[27,5],"class_list":["post-1944","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brouillons","category-poesies","tag-va-savoir","tag-vers-libres"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-vm","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1944","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1944"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1944\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1944"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1944"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1944"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}