Babelfishing Poetry: "I Don't Know If My Eyes Are Mine"
Babelfishing Poetry: "I Don't Know If My Eyes Are Mine"
Hello! Would you like to see some more Babelfishing Poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, scramble the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem? You would? Well golly gee, you're in luck!
This week's feature is alt-folk group Radical Face's elegiac "The Crooked Kind" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
I Don't Know If My Eyes Are Mine
I'm arriving and I'm arriving, but the territory remains damaged.
I am well aware: he is definitely a brooch, but I have agency to take revenge.
This is the wealth that takes away wealth on public roads.
Of course there is a righteous law; I follow it.
If we deserve to be very important and healthy, I travel the river of blood.
You hear the head sound; it's all about the city.
Thunder voice drum.
The power begins to sob.
I spent sitting trembling a long time.
She sleeps and speaks to him:
Let them burn; let them be.
However, it has a bloody taste that is similar to that of Noh.
Now the hunters walk in bed, in love.
This other person's personal time, impression, image, etc.,
at the time of my harmlessness, my wisdom.
I am gong.
My must-have night,
my way.
I must run.
I am waking up soon, my lord.
They saw the blood of heaven.
I knew that she was.
I travel the river of blood
and sing with our song,
but I don't know if my eyes are mine.
I want to drink a strong man.
I know everything.
.
Hello! Would you like to see some more Babelfishing Poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, scramble the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem? You would? Well golly gee, you're in luck!
This week's feature is alt-folk group Radical Face's elegiac "The Crooked Kind" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
I Don't Know If My Eyes Are Mine
I'm arriving and I'm arriving, but the territory remains damaged.
I am well aware: he is definitely a brooch, but I have agency to take revenge.
This is the wealth that takes away wealth on public roads.
Of course there is a righteous law; I follow it.
If we deserve to be very important and healthy, I travel the river of blood.
You hear the head sound; it's all about the city.
Thunder voice drum.
The power begins to sob.
I spent sitting trembling a long time.
She sleeps and speaks to him:
Let them burn; let them be.
However, it has a bloody taste that is similar to that of Noh.
Now the hunters walk in bed, in love.
This other person's personal time, impression, image, etc.,
at the time of my harmlessness, my wisdom.
I am gong.
My must-have night,
my way.
I must run.
I am waking up soon, my lord.
They saw the blood of heaven.
I knew that she was.
I travel the river of blood
and sing with our song,
but I don't know if my eyes are mine.
I want to drink a strong man.
I know everything.
.