Hello! Are you looking forward to the weekend? Me too. We've had some welcome rain this week, but the weekend looks to be sunny and mild, which will be lovely. Until then, let's enjoy some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, revise the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's feature is ex-Blasters guitarist Dave Alvin's 1991 song "Dry River" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
I Think Old Man Hassan Is Dead
The river of the cement, but only I am not there.
But, dry and clean now, a good old man's river.
One day, in an instant, RAIN fell.
Dry river doesn't dry in days.
I play orange pepper and throw wood for a long time.
Quickly, but not before life, my Lord leaves the heavens and the earth.
One day, it rained very quickly.
Dead trees aren't dead every day.
I started to love him, but he didn't like me.
I'm like the old river, and I think old man Hassan is dead.
One day, the rain, sometimes it falls.
One day he will also remember an elderly person heat.
Day. It rained for a moment.
Non-drying time, Furukawa.