Silje Nergaard:Let There Be Love

Let there be you
Let there be me
Let there be oysters
Under the sea

Let there be wind,
And occasional rain
Chili con carne
Sparkling champagne

Let there be birds
That sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze

Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
But first of all, please
Let there be love
Oh, love
Oh, let there be love
Let there be love