Babelfishing Poetry: "Then I Leaped To Sunnyvale"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Then I Leaped To Sunnyvale"


Once again, 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, adjust the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week it's alt-rockers Silversun Pickups and their song "Lazy Eye" (watch video here).  Enjoy. 


Then I Leaped To Sunnyvale

I am four.
In life, all life and meet me there are four,
but this is a good one.

True.
Impossible, then possible.
Standing in a large room, blind.
But then I leaped to Sunnyvale.

I am four.
Listen during a night in between.
Time passes, the only question.

Too much.
Eye cream, lazy, some simple adult.
But pleasure,
it is free, and I mean perfect.

Andrés doing things dead.
All of us can focus clairement and Poland.

I have failed, Doug.
There is a heinous case in recognition of his lazy eye
when you direct prospects us.
He said that now I am the consciousness of the keepers.
He said that we eat.
Go tell your friends and give them a month of the author.

At sunset, they WOUND.

I am four.
I never saw it, and that is what the writer sees you.


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