Live Maria Roggen i will not move

I will sit
I will sit when it comes
I will sit as the roar arises
I will sit as the thing protrudes from the ground and the
trunks and the waters when the thing starts stretching out
I will sit as it grows I will sit when it starts multiplying
And when the sound of hundreds-of-heavy-stomping-feet approaches me
I will sit
This will pass
I will cover you
I will not move