pahavit (pahavit) wrote,

Babelfishing Poetry: "How Do I Create The Blind Man Alive?"

Babelfishing Poetry: "How Do I Create The Blind Man Alive?"

Hello! Would you like to see some more Babelfishing Poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, play with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem?  You would? Well, hot diggity, you're in luck!

Today, by special request from The Jan, it's Norwegian synth-pop band A-ha's song "Scoundrel Days" (watch live video here).  Enjoy. 

How Do I Create The Blind Man Alive?

Is not the reason for this libertarian?
And there it was.
I, La de Reader, I am obnoxious.
In the Earth,
cut off the arms of evil thoughts
outside the door.

Sidewalk riding
is the voice of darkness.
Sweat's mouth movement cannot mean to realize.
Put it in my mouth.
Go pick up the ice.
Let me see, perhaps, OK.

The possibilities.
I used to be.  Let's go.
Photos of the burning houses, in a dream,
no other business there.
It comes in the morning.
It is not new.

Many asked
introduction to our backs.
Forgive me, but no.
That day
I called you and
I hit my face like pride.

Come to the city.
I have blood in my hair.
My body is injection,
all branches of it.
But I know what I did,
and I was awarded.

How do I create the blind man alive?
We believe that man is gay or not,
free, waiting for u,
every single day.

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