April 16th, 2010

Babelfishing Poetry: Spoliated Things

Babelfishing Poetry: Spoliated Things

It's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, alter the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

Today, Peter Gabriel's 1977 song "Solsbury Hill" gets the Babelfish treatment (watch video here). Plus, we learn a new word.

Spoliated Things

Hill climb: Solsbury.
I can see the lights of the city.
The wind is still standing,
the time is blowing.

Thai Night Flight:
something to celebrate.

According to the article,
I heard a voice.


I'm not for any Election.
Nerve was stretched.

I am sure "about"
is the illusion of confidence.

My heart
(boom, boom, boom)
is his son,
and spoliated things
about you.

I have been trying to take you home.

Spoliate: \Spo"li*ate\, v. t. & i. [imp. & p. p. Spoliated; p. pr. & vb. n. Spoliating.] [L. spoliatus, p. p. of spoliare spoil. See Spoil, v. t.]
To plunder; to pillage; to despoil; to rob.