pahavit (pahavit) wrote,

Babelfishing Poetry: "My Name Is Not Moore Hypnosis"

Babelfishing Poetry: "My Name Is Not Moore Hypnosis"

Hello!  And how are you today?  Good?  Yes?  No?  In-between?  So-so?  Comme ci, comme ça?  A little iffy?  Rather not say? Keeping it a secret? It's a mystery?  Being coy about it?  Can't decide?  Have to think about it a little longer?  Wanting to hedge your bets? Need to consult with someone about it? Who even cares?  None of the above? All of the above?  No matter, because, regardless, it time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, mix up the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's song, chosen at random, is Russian rave band Little BIG's "Hypnodancer"  (watch the hilarious video here; and don't be fooled by the false ending -- keep watching).  Enjoy. 

My Name Is Not Moore Hypnosis

I don't know what it is,
therefore I want you to come.

Do you know the door?
I would like to go.

There is nothing less than a process.
Am I ready to run?

A heroic hero! Believe it!
There is no disgrace.

On the day of the month of the year, I will be able to take care of my attention.
You know what you see.

I can help you get to the story.
This is the game we are playing.

The best funny story is hollow.
His hand was absent.

My name is not Moore Hypnosis.

Hi! Hi! Believe it!
There is no dishonor.

Tags: babelfishing, poem

Posts from This Journal “babelfishing” Tag

Comments for this post were disabled by the author