Farewell | ||||||||
A grey mist lies upon the sea Beside the quay a tall ship rides The day has come at last when thou Shalt follow the receding tides. To Valinor thy bark will fly Within her sails the east wind plays No oar need any sailor ply Thy fear shall bear thy hope away. A small dark figure at the stern You stand beside the shining sun From your scarred and broken hand Piercing rays like arrows run. Winds of sorrow tears of pain Loneliness a drowning wave Whip my soul like driving rain A flood of tears obscures my gaze. Mordor's might could not defeat My love - for you I would have died Nor shall the wideness of the sea Keep me master from your side. Ten thousand miles I walked with thee I will not say this is the end Someday I too will cross the sea I will follow you my friend. The day will come when I shall stand Beside the foaming, tossing sea Swiftly born far from this land To the haven where I long to be. -Elvellon Ringsbane |
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