Hello all! So nice to see you. Come in and have a look around -- the kettle is on, make yourself a cup of tea or coffee and take the weight off your feet as you get ready to enjoy some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, goof around with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
Because it's September already, this week's song is gothic metal band Type O Negative's "September Sun" (watch video here). Enjoy.
Green Is Hot
Green is hot.
Now the head man at that time.
Alarm is bad weather, winds throughout October.
It is difficult, but the external drive's voice is heard.
It is a long dark name, screaming at him.
Should be attractive only second life rhythms will die.
O para Toda Vida, and they possessed 10 lion and the year.
Name and save the lost time Peter is a man.
Paralyzed for a long time to rot in September.
I run it. Then he gave ear, you know.
Autumn stone. I make it back to the provinces.
Eyes delight in the Consulate.
Play.
"Leave him alone," he said.
I want.
I don't know why.
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