Deus Ex Machina — Liv Kristine

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...