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Translation
A Missile in my Wardrobe
Hiding over the futon, searching for us
Agitated by our shapes
Something occurred, a strange sensation, a premonition
I had to stop making love instantly
I looked for a coat, it was cold
I lit a cigarette I was scared.
And I saw it
A missile in my wardrobe, in my wardrobe
A model to arm but never to disarm
Oh yeah
I looked at you sadly, sadly
There’s no more time to lose, you smiled
It was there, a missile in my wardrobe
A model to arm but never to unarm
Here too, you believed you were far away
Here too, here too
Uh uh yeah
A missile in my wardrobe
A missile in my wardrobe
Here too.
JamesLeRatt✕
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About translator
This song was inspired by a playboy magazine image where a couple made love and a missile peaked out of the closet. Its also attributed as symbolism to Las Malvinas wars which occurred in 1982.