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Babelfishing Poetry: "My Salmon And I"

Babelfishing Poetry: "My Salmon And I"

I hope you've all been fine and well? No upsets? No disasters? No tornadoes, floods, unexpected sinkholes, avalanches, mudslides, blizzards, hailstorms, lightning strikes, hurricanes, earthquakes, wildfires, tsunamis, volcanoes, sandstorms, alien abductions, toxic spills, transit strikes, computer crashes, polar vorticies, landslides?  I hope not, I really do.  Because that would be awful, it really would.  So assuming we're good to go, let's move on to some Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, experiment with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week we run the traditional Scottish ballad "Annie Laurie" through the Babelfishing process (listen to an utterly beautiful version recorded by Deanna Durbin, when she was only 14 years old, here, or listen to this powerfully moving version sung by the former Soviet Red Army Choir with solos by lyric tenor Evgeny Belyaev here, or listen to this piano arrangement by Erling Jan Sørensen here).  Enjoy.

My Salmon And I

Mark Thornton Bonnie Place
starts at the beginning
with Lorrir to Lorrir.
I promise,
you must be forgotten.
Bonnie Annie Raleigh,
scream and die.

Cough obtained because of snow.
His face is drifty beautiful.
The sun does not shine.
Extraordinary eyebrows.
Bonnie Ann Laurier,
my sister and I.

Ansou Guan,
do you know the myth?
Days depending on the heat of summer and the beginning.
You can't have a voice
all over the world.
Kunisuke Anhui Puli,
my salmon and I.

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