Placeholder: Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu’on enchaîne ? Ohé ! partisans, ouvriers et paysans, c’est l’alarme ! Ce soir l’ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes… Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu’on enchaîne ? Ohé ! partisans, ouvriers et paysans, c’est l’alarme ! Ce soir l’ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes…

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Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu’on enchaîne ? Ohé ! partisans, ouvriers et paysans, c’est l’alarme ! Ce soir l’ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes…

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