Babelfishing Poetry: Our Waters Have Spilled From A Cup Like Drowning

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Babelfishing Poetry: Our Waters Have Spilled From A Cup Like Drowning

It's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, play with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

Today it's Train's 2003 hit "Calling All Angels" (watch the video here.)

Our Waters Have Spilled From A Cup Like Drowning

I want to sign.
I let you know here.
Now each into the atmosphere
through these lines.

I want to know whether
the extension
of chasing after things,
our waters have spilled
from a cup like drowning.

Although there is no
safe place, rather than
a safe place for your
head when you think
that will shake the world.

Some people say
I urge all of the angels.
I appeal to all angels.
And all the angels ask you.

I do not give up,
if you do not succumb
to desire: 4 children,
playing at home,
the game does not
disappear.

Because of the divorce,
the story is not many years ago.
And the national football team
kissed the queen of soccer,
losing his presence in the
world of dreams.

We just want
what we want,
but
not us.