This is a hoot!!!!

May 02, 2005 15:26

1. Take the lyrics to a favourite song.
2. Go to Google Language Tools: translate the lyrics into German, then from German to French, and finally from French back into English. http://www.google.com/language_tools
3. Post the results verbatim.
4. Invite friends to guess the song based on the interesting new lyrics.

I picked "From the Edge Of The Deep Green Sea" - The Cure

Each time if we do that me, you fall for their vagueness, after the wave, after the wave is, all for it that I know that this one injustice I (and I am to hold his happy) cannot be known as so a long time, as I know it that you know that today, me belong towards the line here with you right here with you..., And thus, we pay attention the sun to come in top from the edge from the sea tiefgruenen and let us hear them as their head on fires how she would like to believe in me, me thus use your hands in the delivery of sky me recall test that we are here for always and we never say on re-examining..., I never was, but Colourfully-sehen-durch-Kopf, before I never was, should not consider it more thus and all them that I wish, this one can you and myself only the kiss has secret and will not let at the house leave this fine asks as the current day not to remain right to let me go them says thus regards me as million days miles hundred, but it slows down suddenly and considers to the bottom my breakable face, why you cry? what do I have says? But it is far sweeping straight lines with the rains which I mouse, my tears..., I wish that I could precisely stop me know me that another moment breaks my heart much much tears with the mark much of years that I cried rueber you, how much of with more uses us can to him in top? Do you drink it dry? do you take this drug? Slightly however seeking after something for always we always wish gone? Why why, why, you let to me go? it says that I believe that you believe myself me withdrawing to deform you..., And precisely I break freely, hangs to me their before me evidence his behaviour like a flag of marking to the floor and hands in the sky transmit him to all..., me wishes that I could precisely stop me know me that another moment breaks my heart much much tears with the mark much of years that I cried for you, him it even always awakes in the head of rain in the pain hung in the names different from dishonour has those same old men loves of play in futile and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles of the house... is again distant
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