Google Translate Poetry: “You Oughta Know”

“You Oughta Know”


I want you to know, that I am happy for you

I wish nothing but the best for you both

An older version of me

Is she perverted like me?

Would she go down on you in a theater?

Does she speak eloquently

And would she have your baby?

I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother

‘Cause the love that you gave that we made

Wasn’t able to make it enough for you

To be open wide, no

And every time you speak her name

Does she know how you told me

You’d hold me until you died

‘Til you died, but you’re still alive

And I’m here, to remind you

Of the mess you left when you went away

It’s not fair, to deny me

Of the cross I bear that you gave to me

You, you, you oughta know


Method: English – Spanish – Bulgarian – Zulu – Maltese – Zulu – Bulgarian – Spanish – English



I know I’m happy

I do not want anything better

my version

Is that like me?

Can you ever miss the theater?

Good phrases

And you can still have your baby?

I’m sure they really will be a true mother

Because we like it

He could not afford to do it enough

external openings

And every time you say his name

You know what to say

Worry about me, I do not remember

While you die, you are still alive

And here I want to remind you

Because of the shock he leaves when he leaves

It is good to lose

Since then,

You want to know

Google Translate Poetry: Penny Lane

“Penny Lane”


Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs

Of every head he’s had the pleasure to know

And all the people that come and go

Stop and say “Hello”

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,

And little children laugh at him behind his back

And the banker never wears a mac

In the pouring rain, very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes

There beneath the blue suburban skies

I sit, and meanwhile back

In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass,

And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen

He likes to keep his fire engine clean,

It’s a clean machine


Method: English – Norwegian – Yiddish – Macedonian – Catalan – Macedonian – Yiddish – Norwegian – English



Penny Lane is a golf show that shows pictures

You are happy to know each chapter

And all those who come and go

Stop and say “hello”


There is a bank in the corner by car,

And young children laugh at him

And the banker never carries a Mac

In the rainy weather, very funny


Penny Lane is in my ears and eyes

Under the blue sky in the sky

I’m sitting at that time and I’m back


In the “Penny Line” held a solemn ceremony with sand,

And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen

He wants to keep his fire engine clean,

It’s a clean machine