Tolkien Translated... into Googlese

[Loslote]

The first couple lines of Galadriel's Lament (

"I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew; of wind I sang, a wind there came, and in the branches blew."

), ten translations later, turns out to be:

"I sing in the leaves and gold leaves and rose gold there, the wind, the wind, a broken branch."

And then, the description of Vana:

All flowers spring as she passes and open if she glances upon them; and all birds sing at her coming.

becomes:

"Some of the flowers in the spring in your eyes, open them and all the birds sing next."

And, my personal favorite middling translation:

Part of the spring flowers are in his eyes, open them and all the birds are singing next.

Let's just say if I were Orome, I wouldn't be too excited about this...