Leaving Green Earth,
What will you on Red Mars
With your Explorer engine?
What are you going to do?
Sometimes you think of settling colonies
In the sea,
Sometimes at the bottom of the sea.
Sometimes you talk of drilling
The mountains
As for roads and bridges, access and information,
We do not understand, what do you exactly?
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