Wednesday, January 28, 2015

"I think this is one of those staircases, Heaven and Earth"

There is a lady all gold glitters definite
one of those staircases, Heaven and Earth, and the purchase, he said.
There, Pat, who lecture and he knew then, he let all of us gain virurqu?
How do I vijeymej, it is not yet sure, it is a process, and acquisition.
Ooh ooh--Heaven, Earth, then one of the staircases, and then one of him.

But the sign wall then I will definite
to the other 'cause you know sometimes words then you are the second and third officer.
The name there is a tree in the song songbird, brook, who says.
sometimes all misgive sentience.

Ooh form said.
Ooh I am which form.

Trembling, touched before? I see the dead west
don't trust them.
Movement in recognition of his manners, and alas, I saw the son of Lawrence M. Schoen, smoke tree,
I am coming.
Blind people and the voice started.

Ooh form said.
Ooh, reasonably accurate, and it is the Engine.

Soon the tune, to him, I think he knows that, and he whispers jinob him.
Therefore, we break piper vi'og guide.
Come on, boy, the son of man, come on, boy, the people think this is a new dawn
Lawrence M. Schoen, the jungle began to howl with laughter, and cape vi'og, and echo.

"Then there is a bustle or hedgerow is a long alarm now", he said.
Red and green, and then perhaps, it is clean and the Queen.
Yes, two paths to infect you, you can disagree, but it seems to us and run the name.
There is a time to vi'og road.
And my soul.

Humming for you and a few case and fly and worm.
The name piper, you recruit.
Boy, lady, who, he said, the wind started and what I hope we can be in the room, we know perfectly well that a new planet WOUND him.
The wind whispers the lie on one of the staircases, one of the first one?

And all the vi'og r WOUND us
the King can seem taller shadow.


Lady chambers, each movement more than a bastard fly
the second, and who was as white as light.
How do I turn all of my gold?
Listen and carry the ship's bridge.
That tune, all of him and others.
When he is in possession of all of you, and the first of all, the story of a
Rock and Roll.

One of those staircases, Heaven and Earth, and the purchase, he said.

{English to Klingon and back again 4X}
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Original:

"Stairway To Heaven"

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

~ Robert Plant, James Patrick

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