poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on Octubre 1992 by The Eskimo King.

nentwined4 Oct 2006

no habla. :/

Babelfish gives me: ""Heart Rests" Duer to me heart becomes cloudy the sky the storm will make more fort rain the reason will take care of your dream so that the doubt does not do damage to you. It rests in the bed of the illusion dressed in savannahs of the hope pillows of pleasing memories and by blanket your anxieties. It dreams about the shining sun the serenity of that sea in calm the fresh breeze of the dusk and the romantic Full Moon. Fleet in the apparent dark of one night without stars that your beats plot the course towards those sublime and beside the point beautiful things."

To which I say... hmm. Some pretty words?

I'm an ignorant American.