Un robot no cree en Dios [English translation]

My master, with a motor

A robot does not believe in God

Bijou, the spokesman of love's denial

The applied futurism does not usually give the heart reason

The illustrated Picasso does not see the justification to the horror*1

Between the machine and human

The solution gives us the hand

Between natural unheard things

Perfection is in your space

Pygmalion invented, Asimov legislated

RoboCop in action, he marches in the saloon's direction

The exhausted Ramonism doesn't work*2 without connection to New York.

The invented Dadaism takes advantage of the situation and occasion

Between the machine and human

The solution gives us the hand

Between natural unheard things

Perfection is in your view

I erased the fantasies and dreams

I reflected upon death and was a little scared

I saw the bright future in the distance

And perhaps the truth is overrated

There is live on Mars and I eat if nothing.

I don't give it even the slightest importance