Hello! And how are you lovely bloggity people today? Great, I hope. Hey, 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, tart up the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's feature,"Casta Diva" comes from the first act of Vincenzo Bellini’s 1831 opera, Norma, where Norma, the head Druid priestess, leads her people in a mesmerising prayer to the goddess of the moon asking for peace with the occupying Roman troops ("Casta diva" translates as "chaste goddess") (watch Spanish operatic soprano Montserrat Caballe's sterling performance here). Enjoy.
After The Nabe Cycle
Singer missed the good medal.
There is no cloud, no.
and sacred forests.
Remnant chanting, 2 people pleaded for pleading.
If you are advising that you are tired,
listen to the blood of the Romans.
Where is Budbro?
I can hear my voice;
it will end.
But Kakatega and his hearts are unknown.
Good job! I am happy.
Chief Love Master;
a world or war crimes.
Wow! I am in high school!
It has not changed with us.
A smuggler of life,
ghost and girth.
What will you do after the Nabe cycle?