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Babelfishing Poetry: "Wise Tragedy"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Wise Tragedy"

Hey-ho, it's Friday again. And it's New Year's Eve. And because it's New Year's Eve, I'll bet no one's reading this, right? Everyone's running around getting ready for the festivities tonight, not reading blogs, right? Especially not blog posts featuring nonsensical, inane poems, right? So I'm talking to myself, right? Yep. Indeed.

*awkward pause*

*clearing throat*

So, ahem, moving right along, it's time, New Year's Eve or not, for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, modify the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

And since the end of the year has put me in a pensive, introspective mood, I have chosen for this week's Babelfish a poignant, evocative song by the Alan Parsons Project from 1982, "Old and Wise" (watch video here). Happy 2011.

Wise Tragedy

My eyes, I see the range.

There are obstacles close to me.

Now behind us,
I want you to know
you always think
in general thanks.

I follow where you go.

When the old and wise,
and painful words,
my little son.

Autumn wind
blow right through me.

pressed for time, I smile
and I will tell you, my friend,
that would be my eyes,
Oh, when I am old.

Wise tragedy.

Range, please see my eyes.

I have avoided the obstacle.

Then stop;
all want to know, "Can I have,
in my darkest hour, the people?"

I'm going to miss.

Also, oh, I'm old
and wise.

The word "fire" is difficult,
and he blew it right through me.
Blow me like autumn winds.

And sometimes
the pressure of time,
I smile, and I,
it's sad eyes, oh,
I tell my friends since
become old and wise.

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