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En attendant Bojangles – Olivier Bourdeaut
« I knew a man Bojangles And he danced for you In worn out shoes With silver hair, a ragged shirt And baggy pants, the old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high Then he lightly touched down Mr. Bojangles, Mr. BojanglesMr. Bojangles, dance Lire la suite…