Houston, Tenemos un Poema - Love Of Lesbian

Nave a Houston, llevo tiempo insistiendo

Y, al no haber respuesta, tendré que recitar un poema sideral

El mensaje es de un enfado muy profuso

Los versos son del yanqui y la música es del ruso

Houston, tengo miedo, quiero bajarme de aquí

Si todos están locos, voy a largarme de aquí

Nave a Houston, llevo tiempo insistiendo, a años luz no se viaja

Si desde sus despachos cortan la electricidad

Buba fue sodomizado y no fui yo

Esto es muy serio, ¿qué intereses hay por medio?

Houston, tengo miedo, quiero bajarme de aquí

Si todos están locos, voy a largarme de aquí

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Y este lugar, y ellos, malditos sean

Sáquenos de aquí, Houston tengan compasión

Ni me inspiran las estrellas ni vi a Dios

Espero vuestra decisión

Ship to Houston, I've been insisting for a long time

And, since there is no answer, I will have to recite a sidereal poem

The message is one of very profuse anger

The verses are from the Yankee and the music is from the Russian

Houston, I'm scared, I want to get out of here

If everyone is crazy, I'm going to get out of here

Ship to Houston, I've been insisting for a long time, you don't travel light years

If from their offices they cut the electricity

Buba was sodomized and it wasn't me

This is very serious, what interests are involved?

Houston, I'm scared, I want to get out of here

If everyone is crazy, I'm going to get out of here

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

And this place, and they, cursed be

Get us out of here Houston have mercy

Neither do the stars inspire me nor did I see God

I await your decision