pahavit (pahavit) wrote,

Babelfishing Poetry: "I Know The Tears And The City Of The Sun"

Babelfishing Poetry: "I Know The Tears And The City Of The Sun"

OK, boys and girls, ready or not, 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, futz with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week, Lorde's "Royals" gets the Babelfishing treatment (watch Lorde's video here, or watch Weird Al's parody version here, or watch Pentatonix perform the song here, or watch the Postmodern Jukebox's version, featuring sad clown Puddles on vocals, here, or watch this decidedly unique instrumental version by Farmer Derek Klingenberg on his trombone -- with a very unusual audience -- here).  Enjoy. 

I Know The Tears And The City Of The Sun

Ike, I am the diamond body.
But I am from the idol's reflecting draw, see-thru.
I am edited.
I know the tears and the City of the Sun.

My friend knows you access Asia.
I think we walked in procession.
Then I saw it.
And the money is wasted; they put it on him.

But what a gold idol, this neck song, gray swan's tactile activities in the bathroom and under time.
And as pleasant to live forever in their clothing, Coco's hotel room, dip a knife in it.
Its usefulness is over.
Maybach, glass gemstone, however small silky, o Muhammad.
The sailing vessel -- a tiger, a green phone.
However this, once life touch panel, come love you forever.

So, yeah, no curve, just imperial family.
Ordinary submerged aerobic.
Ordinary Japanese luxury goods.
Audio Kekahi'oko the King.
Legal tract opposed.
The Queen dies, bee.
Management and tiptoes,
like his speaking guitar strum.

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