No soy como tú [English translation]

The praying mantis, the nuclear fear, sense of contradiction.

The face of power, the police clash, and in the Russian roulette, me.

Ask you brother how he got mixed up.

His blood is made of plutonium and morphine.

The radioactive cloud looked like it came from a spray can, it stained your skin with crimson.

The moon is fluorescente, the river just a quagmire and the forest is only a video clip.

The centre of your life is a television set, images of war on the news.

I'm not like you, I'm not like you.

What place do you call heaven?

I'm not like you, I'm not like you.

What place do you call heaven?

Citizens filing up at the bus and military posts

Mercury looks, you're no longer you, the discipline of a robot.

There aren't any children playing in the street, nor flowers for lovers

I'm not like you, I'm not like you.

What place do you call heaven?