Google Translate Poetry: “You Oughta Know”

“You Oughta Know” Original: I want you to know, that I am happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me? Would she go down on you in a theater? Does she speak eloquently And would she have your baby? I'm sure … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: “You Oughta Know”

Google Translate Poetry: Penny Lane

“Penny Lane” Original: Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs Of every head he's had the pleasure to know And all the people that come and go Stop and say "Hello" On the corner is a banker with a motorcar, And little children laugh at him behind his back And the banker never wears … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: Penny Lane

Google Translate Poetry: Imagine

*Note: I think the beauty of this one is that the message remained clear even after moving through 5 languages, proving John Lennon a true genius and his song a wonderful universal message.   Original: Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: Imagine

Google Translate Poetry: The Kennedy Inaugural

Original: In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger. I do not shrink from this responsibility—I welcome it. I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other generation. The … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: The Kennedy Inaugural

Google Translate Poetry: Smells Like Teenspirit

Original: Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and self-assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: Smells Like Teenspirit

Google Translate Poetry: Trump’s Inaugural Address

Original: Their victories have not been your victories; their triumphs have not been your triumphs; and while they celebrated in our nation’s Capital, there was little to celebrate for struggling families all across our land. That all changes – starting right here, and right now, because this moment is your moment: it belongs to you. … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: Trump’s Inaugural Address

Google Translate Poetry: The Wasteland Part 2

Original: If you don’t like it you can get on with it, I said. Others can pick and choose if you can’t. But if Albert makes off, it won’t be for lack of telling. You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique. (And her only thirty-one.) I can’t help it, she said, … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: The Wasteland Part 2

Google Translate Poetry: Buffalo Bill’s

Original:   Buffalo Bill ’s defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silver stallion and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat Jesus   he was a handsome man and what i want to know is how do you like your blue-eyed boy Mister Death   Method:   English – German – Russian – French – Spanish – Italian – … Continue reading Google Translate Poetry: Buffalo Bill’s