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我已经堕落到…… |
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Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,
Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind. |
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何故君姿多清瘦 闻之不觉泪沾襟
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Et je vois tour à tour réfléchies sur ton teint
La folie et l'horreur, froides et taciturnes. |
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