Placeholder: Je ne crois pas aux miracles Et encore moins aux oracles Je n'aurais pas du t'ecouter Je n'ai pas vu le danger J'étais une etrangere et je t'ai cru sincere Tu ne m'as rien laisse, je n'ai pas efface Je ne crois pas aux miracles Et encore moins aux oracles Je n'aurais pas du t'ecouter Je n'ai pas vu le danger J'étais une etrangere et je t'ai cru sincere Tu ne m'as rien laisse, je n'ai pas efface

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Je ne crois pas aux miracles Et encore moins aux oracles Je n'aurais pas du t'ecouter Je n'ai pas vu le danger J'étais une etrangere et je t'ai cru sincere Tu ne m'as rien laisse, je n'ai pas efface

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