Ent:
When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the
bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on
the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the
mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is
fair!
When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the
bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on
the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the
mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is
fair!
Entwife:
When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in
the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard
ladi;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill
the air,
I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is
fair.
When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in
the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard
ladi;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill
the air,
I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is
fair.
Ent:
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees
unfold;
When woodland halls arae green and cool, and wind is in
the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is
best!
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees
unfold;
When woodland halls arae green and cool, and wind is in
the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is
best!
Entwife:
When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry
When Straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest
comest ot town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in
the West,
I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is
best!
When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry
When Straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest
comest ot town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in
the West,
I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is
best!
Ent:
When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood
shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the
sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter
rain
I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee
again!
When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood
shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the
sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter
rain
I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee
again!
Entwife:
When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness
falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour
past;
I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet
again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!
When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness
falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour
past;
I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet
again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!
Both:
Together we will take the road that leads into the
West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may
rest.
Together we will take the road that leads into the
West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may
rest.
An Evening in Rivendell
- Verse of the Rings
- The Old Walking Song
- Tom Bombadil's Song, Hey ..
- There is an inn, a merry ..
- Song of Beren and Lúthien
- Galadriel's Song of Eldam..
- Elven Hymn to Elbereth Gi..
- The Ent and the Ent-wife
- Sam's Rhyme of the Troll
- Galadriels song of Eldama..
- Sam's Song in the Orc-tow..
- The Old Walking Song, The..