Un Misil En Mi Placard

Refugees on the couch, looking for each other
Agitated by our ways, looking for each other
Something happened
A strange sensation
A premonition
I had to stop making love
At that moment

I went in search of a shelter
It was cold
I lit a cigarette
I was afraid
And there I saw
A missile in my closet
My closet
A model to assemble
But never to disassemble

I looked at you sadly, sadly
There's no more time to lose, you smiled
It was there
A missile in my closet
My closet
A model to assemble
But never to disassemble

Here too
You thought it was far away
Here too
Here too
A missile in my closet
A missile in my closet
Here too