Hey bloggity peeps, once again, get ready for some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, get silly with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, from Led Zeppelin's 1970 album Led Zeppelin III, is the gentle "That's The Way" (listen to Zeppelin's version here, or listen to vocal group The Blenders perform the song here). Enjoy.
My Eyes And Snake's Tears
I think I know how to live,
What he said, or trust.
A large mass of hair seems to agree.
However, sit on my right hand here, and I'm glad it's in every single day.
The darkness of the city.
Don't know when what seems to disagree.
I see the eyes belong to you.
Do you play other games possible?
What then, Grandmother?
The river that day, and now I see the shoulders, level.
My eyes and snake's tears.
All of the narrative in the autumn of the corrupt.
Then you have master hypnotist.
Yesterday I was watching the cherry blossoms kiss you.
But all of the recipient's life.
So what's not to say I have 3 grand, total?
So I sat down and cried out.
It is what you say, I know.
How do I remove all restrictions?
But now I see (what, again?), and said he saw time.
The king, they always do.
I am brains.
Well done, you say? Mom, I don't know.
No trace of the day and affirmation.