LúthienTinúviel
August 7th,2002, 11:05 PM
Far across the Sundering Seas
Thy soul has fled and left me here
To sit and weep beneath the trees
Alone with death, with love, with fear.
But I will not sit idle now
And be content with mortal husk
And watch thy soul pass ev’ry prow
That rides the waves this dreadful dusk.
Beyond the Moon, beyond the Sun
Beyond these shores, beyond the West.
Beyond the land where Angel’s run
Beyond them all—I shall not rest
Await me, love. I come for thee.
Tarry a while in Death’s dark Hall.
I come, I come beyond the Sea
Though all the world to me does call.
Though Death’s Hall be dark and deep,
And Mandos himself bar the door,
I’ll come for you. I shall not sleep
‘Til you and I are joined once more.
Though all the trees should shed their leaves,
Though every flower wilt and die,
Yet beauty lives and will not grieve
While Beren at my side does lie.
Thy soul has fled and left me here
To sit and weep beneath the trees
Alone with death, with love, with fear.
But I will not sit idle now
And be content with mortal husk
And watch thy soul pass ev’ry prow
That rides the waves this dreadful dusk.
Beyond the Moon, beyond the Sun
Beyond these shores, beyond the West.
Beyond the land where Angel’s run
Beyond them all—I shall not rest
Await me, love. I come for thee.
Tarry a while in Death’s dark Hall.
I come, I come beyond the Sea
Though all the world to me does call.
Though Death’s Hall be dark and deep,
And Mandos himself bar the door,
I’ll come for you. I shall not sleep
‘Til you and I are joined once more.
Though all the trees should shed their leaves,
Though every flower wilt and die,
Yet beauty lives and will not grieve
While Beren at my side does lie.