15_the_circle | not a two way street language meme

[way OT from cottage renovations]

Gacked from dakiwiboid who cites rintheamazing:

Find the lyrics to your favorite song [or two -- ed.]
Go to babelfish.altavista.com
Run the song through the English to Japanese translator
Copy it and then run it through the translator again, this time from Japanese to English.
Post the song (title and performer included please) along with these directions in your own journal.

"The Last Spike", Cowboy Junkies:

Morning 8:15 it does not call is ugly so, it is sad, you feel recently. As for the echo which that is old and is known well finally what the mighty scream died not leaving the chill which one time is, but.

And I our lumber looked at the acquisition of the flat car. I observed at that the coal car steals our stones. And what we taking the remainder being not to have, the whistle these foolish dreams which stop the fact that you blow you must stop in thing us who stop the fact that the wheel turns, it is said.

Last year those closed just the flag which we who under the post office, are taken had in town. In the very the old brick building loses, buries still in range of vision like cenotaph, standing distant past.

And I our lumber looked at the acquisition of the flat car. I observed at that the coal car steals our stones. And what we taking the remainder being not to have, the whistle these foolish dreams which stop the fact that you blow you must stop in thing us who stop the fact that the wheel turns, it is said.

The train where a certain thing which I saw is longest was the thing train which is. I walked to the place, we kissed, went. I look at dream in the night concerning you who have come to the house. When the band you walk in the platform, simultaneously when your uniform we of the fire include, it does the train of the place, with the yell which a little, your hat falls simultaneously.
Well, I must stop these foolish dreams, it presumes that.

Morning 8:15 it does not call is ugly so, it is sad, you feel recently. Like this town not leaving the promise which what one time was dream of the oak small town finally and is broken it dies, it has gone, it is visible.

And I our lumber looked at the acquisition of the flat car. I observed at that the coal car steals our stones. And what we taking the remainder being not to have, these foolish dreams must stop, the window of the main street the embarkation which is needed is said to thing and TV station closes thing us.

My Poor Old Heart, Alison Krauss:

Remainder from the center where I am old badly, is designated as responsibility not permitting my scar, it is possible, you do not have to expect. I can find, but it seems the way in order to forget the damage where I shouted and perhaps without being possible it is exactly best.

As for me I who that am all my crimes must pay the fact that I rely on for the second time, the price you do not know. Perhaps time it changes me and remaining me of doubt sufficiently, my center it is lost because it is never found.

Former times 々 I believed my true love which cleaned me from my feet separated. Me who and clean, with my pain, am soaked the remaining て the wind of modification of the rain which is.

As for me I who that am all my crimes must pay the fact that I love for the second time, the price you do not know. Perhaps time it changes me and remaining me of doubt sufficiently, my center it is lost because it is never found.

not a two way street language meme

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