Tower of Babel Poetry: To Dance

After the last two lengthy posts I think you all deserve a short one. So I submit to you an art form of my own creation.

Introducing Trey Laminack's

Tower of Babel Poetry

Tower of Babel Poetry is created by puting an original English poem into a online translator for some other language. Then translateing the other language back into English. If it works for stereo instructions think what it could to for poetry. I often wondered if this new art form is the real reason God scrambled our languages.

Take your time and enjoy the Babel version first, it is the finished product.

Babel Version of "To dance":
It is a pity to me, that I cannot dance, but legs are in boots of cement.
About to resemble the ballerina or person of the bat.
But I am doomed and in a trap by gravity of mother.
Alas! Alas! Alas! But my soul can dance in my dreams.

Russian Version "станцевать":
Мне жаль, что я не могу танцевать, когда, но ноги находятся в ботинках цемента.
О, чтобы походить на балерину или Денщика.
Но я обречен и заманен в ловушку(пойман) серьезностью матери.
Увы! Увы! Увы! Но моя душа может танцевать в моих мечтах.

Original English Version "To Dance":
I wish I could dance but my feet are in cement shoes.
Oh, to be like a ballerina or Batman.
But I am doomed and trapped by mother gravity.
Alas! Alas! Alas! But my soul may dance in my dreams.

Isn't it strange how wrong and right the translation can be. Compare the English to the Babel version. I particularly like "in a trap by gravity of mother." And isn't it strange that "my soul may dance in my dreams" translates almost perfectly!

It's art. A new art. A postmodern art. Invented by me baby, ME! You heard it here first people.