Stolen from Gecko
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1. Randomly pick a song from your music library.
2. Find the lyrics for the first four verses/chorus
3. Go to Google translation and translate the lyrics into German.
4. Take the new German lyrics and translate them into French.
5. Take the new French lyrics and translate them into English.
6. Post the NEW English lyrics and have people guess the original song.
2. Find the lyrics for the first four verses/chorus
3. Go to Google translation and translate the lyrics into German.
4. Take the new German lyrics and translate them into French.
5. Take the new French lyrics and translate them into English.
6. Post the NEW English lyrics and have people guess the original song.
I live in a town called Millhaven
And it is small and it means, and it's cold
But taking a little as the sun goes down
You can the entire city of gold
It is the one I previously go roaming
Singing La la la la la la la de
All children of God all Gotta
My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I am close to my fifteenth year
And if you think you have seen, eyes green
So, you are sure that this is not in the vicinity
My hair is yellow, and I'm always a-comb
La la la la la la la de
Mom said, we have all of me
You have the curse of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy is not home
She found it in the coming weeks a Mile Creek
His head and his pockets full bashed stones
Now, imagine the use of wall and moaning
La la la la la la la de
Even small Boy Billy Blake's, he had to
Then Professor of O'Rye High Millhaven
Located nailed to his door his prize Terrier
Then the next day the old fool a little Biko to school
And we all have seen as he buried his
His speech on Biko had all the tears flow a --
La la la la la la la de
And it is small and it means, and it's cold
But taking a little as the sun goes down
You can the entire city of gold
It is the one I previously go roaming
Singing La la la la la la la de
All children of God all Gotta
My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I am close to my fifteenth year
And if you think you have seen, eyes green
So, you are sure that this is not in the vicinity
My hair is yellow, and I'm always a-comb
La la la la la la la de
Mom said, we have all of me
You have the curse of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy is not home
She found it in the coming weeks a Mile Creek
His head and his pockets full bashed stones
Now, imagine the use of wall and moaning
La la la la la la la de
Even small Boy Billy Blake's, he had to
Then Professor of O'Rye High Millhaven
Located nailed to his door his prize Terrier
Then the next day the old fool a little Biko to school
And we all have seen as he buried his
His speech on Biko had all the tears flow a --
La la la la la la la de
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Date: 2009-06-01 06:57 pm (UTC)