Tuesday, May 18, 2010

History of Mouth at First Light, Right?

Another instalment of Lost in Google Translation, the game that scrambles song lyrics using Google Translate. It's themeless this week, except that one is about 30 years old, and the other two are way older than that: otherwaise, just three songs, all reasonably well-known, stuck into one of those Magic Bullet devices they advertise on TV. Aren't they cool?
#1 Cartoon Maifanibarentain Barentainsuuito: Make sure you smile in your heart will not take joke, but you will find works of art. Her face is less than Greek and more? History of mouth at first light, right? You smart?
#2 So, how kabarmu I walked, I saw men and women. This is not the time to talk. Music and hot women, where they were born and began to start properly. However, just look the other way. New York Times' to trying to understand the impact on our people. If the mother and family, you live. We live in a city miles we all feel broken, I want to live life.
#3 New Orleans east, they want the sun, and many poor children in the home, this is the balance. And God, I know. It is normal that new sewing blue jeans. My dad, gambling man Down in New Orleans said. Now only the players and the bag and luggage only won when he saw the required 20,000.
I shouldn't be giving clues really, but I can't help myself, because it's quite funny. See the two words of pidgin Japanese that the Magic Bullet translator couldn't purée? Look very closely at that first word. And try to pronounce it. Give up? The whiteness below holds all the info you need.

#1 "My Funny Valentine" written by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart; performed by many.

My funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine: you make me smile with my heart. Your looks are laughable, unphotographable, yet you're my favourite work of art. Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak when you open it to speak? Are you smart?

#2 "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man. No time to talk. Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born, and now it's all right. It's okay, and you may look the other way. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, you're staying alive, staying alive. Feel the city breaking and everybody shaking, and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

#3 "House of the Rising Sun" as performed by the Animals.

There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy. And, God, I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor; she sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gambling man down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and trunk, and the only time he's satisfied is when he's all drunk.

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