Elisabeth Synger Ved Johannes Døperens Død - Morten Harket

Jeg var for roen

Alderdommen rede

Da Herren gav meg frukt

Å bringe frem:

En sønn, som skulle tjene

Ham her nede

Kom hel og nyfødt til vårt stille hjem

De la deg til mitt bryst

Svøpt inn i klede

Du vokste opp

Var aldri ond og slem

Så ulik andre barn

Jeg kunne se det —

Men å!

Jeg øonsket at du var som dem!

Så dro du for å la din styrke flomme

Du døpte, refset, gjorde rent

Så jorden

Var rede for en mann som skulle komme …

Han kom.

Du døde

Da var kallet omme

Du var en evig fremmed her

På jorden:

Et barn av sjerner, ja

Og jeg var moren

I was too calm

Old age rede

When the Lord gave me fruit

To bring forward:

A son, who was to serve

Him down here

Come whole and newborn to our quiet home

They put you to my chest

Wrapped in cloth

You grew up

Was never evil and naughty

So different from other children

I could see it -

But oh!

I wished you were like them!

So you went to let your strength flood

You baptized, rebuked, cleansed

So the earth

Was ready for a man to come…

He came.

You died

Then the call was over

You were an eternal stranger here

On earth:

A child of stars, yes

And I was the mother