Let There Be Love in Silje Nergaard

Let there be you,
let there be me.
Let there be oysters,
under the sea.
Let there be wind,
and acationel rain.
chilli concarnie,
sparkling champagne.

Let there be birds,
that sing in the trees.
Someone to bless me,
whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cool-cools
a lark and a dawn.
But first of all:
Please, let there be love.
Ohh, love.
Ahh, let there be love.
Let there be love.

Let there be birds,
that sings in the trees.
Someone to bless me,
whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cool-cools,
a lark and a dawn.
But first of all:
Please, let there be love.
Ohh, love.
ahh, let there be love.