Version originale, 1ère strophe (paroles et musique de Charles Trenet)
la mer
qu'on voit danser
le long
des golfes clairs
a des reflets d'argent
la mer
des reflets changeants
sous la pluie
Version scato:
la merde
qu'on a chiée
elle reste
sur la chaussée
elle ne sent pas très bon
la merde
poussée par un con
sous-doué
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Friday, April 13, 2012
la mer (version scatologique)
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