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Babelfishing Poetry: "Soldiers Say Left Is Hot, My Young Tender Shoots" - Pahavit's Universe

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Date: 8-25-2017 1:00 AM
Subject: Babelfishing Poetry: "Soldiers Say Left Is Hot, My Young Tender Shoots"
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Babelfishing Poetry: "Soldiers Say Left Is Hot, My Young Tender Shoots"


Hello all!  So nice to see you. Come in and have a look around -- the kettle is on, get yourself a cup of tea or coffee and make yourself comfortable.  Here's more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, tweak the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's song, from 1971, is Bill Withers' No. 3 hit "Ain't No Sunshine" (listen to Withers sing the song here, or watch video of 17-year-old Shaun Smith sing it during the Britain's Got Talent 2009 auditions here).  Enjoy. 


Soldiers Say Left Is Hot, My Young Tender Shoots

When he died, not surprisingly, is not no sunshine.
Soldiers say left is hot, my young tender shoots.
Not surprisingly, is not no sunshine when he died,
always the normal,
whenever.

And I wonder, where is the time?
And on the trail of a story,
when he died is amazing, not sunshine.
And the only house is not house,
whenever.

I know he knows I know; I know.
I know I know I don't know; I don't know, I know.
Well, I don't know, I don't know,
alas, no.
But the sun was out of his mouth.

Not surprisingly, it is not no sunshine when he died.
But it's all darkness.
When he died, not surprisingly, is not no sunshine.
And that's the only house, this house,
at any time.


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