Houston, tenemos un poema [English translation]

Ship to Houston: I have been insisting for a while

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

The message is about a profuse anger,

the verses were made by the yankee and the music by the russian.

Houston, I am afraid, I want to get out of here.

If everyone is insane, I am going to go away from here.

Ship to Houston: I have been insisting for a while, we could not travel at light-years

if you cut the power out from your offices.

Buba was sodomized and it was not me.

I am very serious, what interests are involved?

Houston, I am afraid, I want to get out of here.

If everyone is insane, I am going to go away from here.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

And this place, and they, be damned.

Houston take us out of here, have compassion.

Neithe the stars inspire me nor did I see God.

I look forward to your decision.