[ti:Song of Beren and Luthien]
[00:29]The leaves were long, the grass was green,
[00:34]The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
[00:38]And in the glade a light was seen
[00:43]Of stars in shadow shimmering.
[00:48]Tinúviel was dancing there
[00:52]To music of a pipe unseen,
[00:57]And light of stars was in her hair,
[01:02]And in her raiment glimmering.
[01:14]There Beren came from mountains cold,
[01:19]And lost he wandered under leaves,
[01:23]And where the Elven-river rolled
[01:28]He walked alone and sorrowing.
[01:32]He peered between the hemlock-leaves
[01:37]And saw in wander flowers of gold
[01:42]Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
[01:46]And her hair like shadow following.
[01:59]Enchantment healed his weary feet
[02:03]That over hills were doomed to roam;
[02:08]And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
[02:12]And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
[02:17]Through woven woods in Elvenhome
[02:22]She tightly fled on dancing feet,
[02:26]And left him lonely still to roam
[02:30]In the silent forest listening.
[02:46]He heard there oft the flying sound
[02:50]Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
[02:54]Or music welling underground,
[02:59]In hidden hollows quavering.
[03:03]Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
[03:07]And one by one with sighing sound
[03:12]Whispering fell the beechen leaves
[03:16]In the wintry woodland wavering.
[03:28]He sought her ever, wandering far
[03:33]Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
[03:38]By light of moon and ray of star
[03:42]In frosty heavens shivering.
[03:47]Her mantle glinted in the moon,
[03:51]As on a hill-top high and far
[03:56]She danced, and at her feet was strewn
[04:01]A mist of silver quivering.
[04:23]When winter passed, she came again,
[04:27]And her song released the sudden spring
[04:32]Like rising lark, and falling rain,
[04:35]And melting water bubbling.
[04:40]He saw the elven-flowers spring
[04:44]About her feet, and healed again
[04:49]He longed by her to dance and sing
[04:54]Upon the grass untroubling.
[05:07]Again she fled, but swift he came.
[05:12]Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
[05:16]He called her by her elvish name;
[05:21]And there she halted listening.
[05:25]One moment stood she, and a spell
[05:30]His voice laid on her: Beren came,
[05:34]And doom fell on Tinúviel
[05:39]That in his arms lay glistening.
[05:51]As Beren looked into her eyes
[05:56]Within the shadows of her hair,
[06:00]The trembling starlight of the skies
[06:04]He saw there mirrored shimmering.
[06:09]Tinúviel the elven-fair,
[06:14]Immortal maiden elven-wise,
[06:19]About him cast her shadowy hair
[06:24]And arms like silver glimmering.
[06:38]Long was the way that fate them bore,
[06:42]O'er stony mountains cold and grey,
[06:46]Through halls of iron and darkling door,
[06:51]And woods of nightshade morrowless.
[06:55]The Sundering Seas between them lay,
[07:00]And yet at last they met once more,
[07:05]And long ago they passed away
[07:10]In the forest singing sorrowless.