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Il était froid et long
Un dragon sans ailes
Rampant, écrasant, s’insinuant
Comme une lente mort.
He was grey, he was cold, he was silent, and he was blind.
He crawled like a slow creeping death,
Too horrible to flee from,
Froze men with fear and his icy breath,
And crushed them, ground them,
Under his long white belly.
