ON THE PASSING OF ALISON DES FORGES IN A PLANE CRASH

Ah, as if nothing has changed

the sun still rose this morning
Bright and shine;
As if nothing has happened.

Eeeh!…the warrior has lost the grip of the spear.

Ah, we see the crown but no more the queen,
the jungle quiet, the elephant fallen,
The lion’s roar silenced, the reaper’s bag full.

As if nothing has changed

As if nothing has happened
Ah, the sun still rose this morning
Bright and shine

Could no more the eagle fly

To catch the whoosh of the wind
And with the draft pirouette in tune
Nor the flake flutter down in a flurry ride?

The great vulture ascended to the gods

Returning with the drought-ending magic eggs.
At the outskirt of earth the last of them she smashed,
unleashing a storm with which, alas! she crashed down to earth

As if nothing has happened

with the morning the sun still arose
As if nothing has changed
bright and shine on its usual course

on the farm could the farmer farm

And tools the forger forge and
trading thro hands the money circuit not-cease
and ever the hungry tummy appease?

Ah, bright and shine on its usual course

the following morning the sun still arose
As if nothing has changed
As if nothing has happened