Interpret:

Liv Kristine

Album:

Deus Ex Machina

Deus ex machina...


After ten rainy summers
And nine destructive winters
There was hardly nothing left


But a bare and sore ground
Lite a stripped and dried out soul
Without body and skin


And the cold wind blew the hazel trees
And the cold wind blew the hazel trees
Reminding them of how old they are


Suddenly a force from above
Silenced the elegy
It was at the end of the day


It was at the end of the day
Although the beginning of a new and bright tomorrow


Deus ex machina...


After ten rainy summers
And nine destructive winters


There was a last sudden gust of wind
Before the life and freshness again
Touched every heart, mind and soul


And the comfortable summer breeze
Played with the green leaves of the hazel trees


Reminding them of how young
And beautiful they are


Echoing a sorrowless future to come
They thought about their lives
How satisfying they were


And they spoke with happy childlike voices


After ten rainy summers
And nine destructive winters


Deus ex machina...