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  <title>Paroles de chanson</title>
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  <updated>2009-11-25T07:00:00Z</updated>

  
          <generator  >over-blog.com Atom 1.0 Generator</generator>  <icon>http://fdata.over-blog.net/0/08/01/57/thumbs/divers/microphone.jpeg</icon>      <subtitle type="text">Vous publiez des paroles de chansons connues, ou vos propres créations? Mettez-les en ligne ici !!</subtitle>
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       <id>http://orely.over-blog.org/article-placebo-plasticine-39045529.html</id>    <title>Placebo - Plasticine</title>
       <updated>2009-11-25T07:00:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-25T07:32:28Z</published>
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   <content type="html">Beauty lies inside the eye of another youthful dream That doesn't sell its soul for self-esteem That's not plasticine Beauty lies inside desire and every wayward heart redeemed That doesn't sell its soul for self-esteem That's not plasticine Don't forget to be the way you are Don't forget to be the…</content>
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    <entry>
       <id>http://the-l-cafe.over-blog.com/article-us-regina-spektor-39893688.html</id>    <title>Us - Regina Spektor</title>
       <updated>2009-11-23T14:25:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-23T14:31:59Z</published>
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   <content type="html"> Clip en mi stop-motion -,.-~*'°¯°'*~-.,-,.-~*'°¯°'*~-.,-,.-~*'°¯°'*~-., They made a statue of us And it put it on a mountaintop Now tourists come and stare at us Blow bubbles with their gum Take photographs have fun, have fun They'll name a city after us And later say it's all our fault Then…</content>
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    <entry>
       <id>http://orely.over-blog.org/article-archive-noise-39045101.html</id>    <title>Archive - Noise</title>
       <updated>2009-11-21T07:00:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-21T07:00:09Z</published>
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   <content type="html">Stay in your coma, in your own frustration Lip sinking haircut, blow me away Cos I’d rather be in this noise Suffocate in this noise colder It means so much to me Nostalgia makes your living so easy Ludites make it easy for me Cos I’d rather be in this noise Suffocate in this noise colder It means…</content>
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       <id>http://orely.over-blog.org/article-the-dandy-warhols--38801498.html</id>    <title>The Dandy Warhols - Good Morning</title>
       <updated>2009-11-17T07:00:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-17T11:41:19Z</published>
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   <content type="html">In my good good morning I'm up before the sun can break, early morning, and everyone like a shiny thing. All my angels appear before my window saying &quot;good morning&quot; in my good morning In my good, good morning I feel before my thoughts all spring. Am I conscious or is this my unconscious being No…</content>
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    <entry>
       <id>http://the-l-cafe.over-blog.com/article-one-of-these-things-first-nick-drake-39513539.html</id>    <title>One Of These Things First - Nick Drake</title>
       <updated>2009-11-17T00:46:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-17T00:48:46Z</published>
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   <content type="html">&lt;img src=&quot;http://idata.over-blog.com/100x100/2/07/09/78/Images-blog3/one-things.jpg&quot; /&gt; .:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:.:&quot;:. I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be Here and now I would be, I…</content>
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       <id>http://www.karaoke-live-paroles.com/article-paroles-lacs-du-connemara-39318735.html</id>    <title>Paroles de Les lacs du Connemara de Michel Sardou</title>
       <updated>2009-11-16T17:21:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-19T22:21:49Z</published>
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   <content type="html">&lt;img src=&quot;http://idata.over-blog.com/100x100/0/27/74/82/chanteurs/sardou-michel-1.jpg&quot; /&gt; Paroles de la chanson&quot; Les lacs du Connemara &quot; de Michel Sardou Voici les paroles de la chanson Les lacs du Connemara de Michel Sardou : Terre brûlée au vent Des landes de pierre, Autour des lacs, C'est pour les vivants Un peu d'enfer, Le Connemara. Des nuages noirs Qui viennent du nord Colorent…</content>
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       <id>http://orely.over-blog.org/article-elysian-fields-never-mind-that-now-38801008.html</id>    <title>Elysian Fields - Never Mind That Now</title>
       <updated>2009-11-13T07:00:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-13T07:00:13Z</published>
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   <content type="html">I'm alone at the docks Like the flotsam of ill seas I could float here for years And you still wouldn't know me So many dreams I used to dream Never mind that now All the days that could have been Never mind that now I'm outside Reel my line in for good What made me think You could love me All my…</content>
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       <id>http://lune-a-tics.over-blog.com/article-troupiau-38808769.html</id>    <title>Troupiau</title>
       <updated>2009-11-10T11:00:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-10T11:00:03Z</published>
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   <content type="html"> Quand j'étais chez mon père Apprenti pastouriau Il m'a mis dans la lande Pour garder les troupiaux Refrain : Troupiaux troupiaux Je n'en avais guère Troupiaux troupiaux Je n'en avais biau. Mais je n'en avais guère Je n'avais qu'trois agneaux Et le loup de la plaine m'a mangé le plus biau Il était…</content>
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    <entry>
       <id>http://lune-a-tics.over-blog.com/article-a-la-volette-38808163.html</id>    <title>A la volette</title>
       <updated>2009-11-10T10:50:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-10T10:50:02Z</published>
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   <content type="html">Mon petit oiseau A prit sa volée (bis) A prit sa A la volette (bis) A prit sa volée. Est allé se mettre Sur un oranger (bis) Sur un o A la volette (bis) Sur un oranger. La branche était sèche Elle s'est cassée (bis) Elle s'est A la volette (bis) Elle s'est cassée. Mon petit oiseau Où t'es-tu blessé…</content>
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    <entry>
       <id>http://the-l-cafe.over-blog.com/article-spaceman-the-killers-39076613.html</id>    <title>Spaceman - The Killers</title>
       <updated>2009-11-09T23:45:00Z</updated>
      <published>2009-11-09T23:47:53Z</published>
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   <content type="html">&lt;img src=&quot;http://idata.over-blog.com/100x100/2/07/09/78/Images-blog3/spaceman.jpg&quot; /&gt;۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩۩۝۩ It started with a low light Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed And then they took my blood type It left a strange impression in my head You know that I was hoping That I could leave this starcrossed world behind But when they cut me open I guess I changed my…</content>
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