Elfstone 歌词

	作曲 : B.K., Summoning, Tolkien
	All that is gold does not glitter
	All that is long does not last
	All that is old does not wither
	Not all that is over is past
	And I may not get through in time
	Oh, Elfstone - bearer of my green stone
	In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see
	Elfstone - in the shadow of the dark throne
	For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee
	Greenleaf - bearer of the
	Elvenbow Far beyond
	Mirkwood many trees on earth grow
	Thy last shaft when thou hast shot
	Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk
	For dark are the waters of
	Kheledzaram
	And my heart trembles at the thought that
	I may see them soon
	I am longing for harmony - the freedom within me
	Out of dark to the day's rising
	I came crying in the sun - sword unsheathing
	To hope's end
	I rode and to heart's breaking
	Now for wrath
	Now for ruin - and a red nightfall
	When the black breath blows - and death's shadows grow
	All lights pass
	Life to the dying - in my hand lying
	Shrivel like the old mist - like the winds go wailing
	Lost and forgotten be - darker than the darkness
	Where gates stand for ever shut '
	Til the world is mended

	zuo qu : B. K., Summoning, Tolkien
	All that is gold does not glitter
	All that is long does not last
	All that is old does not wither
	Not all that is over is past
	And I may not get through in time
	Oh, Elfstone bearer of my green stone
	In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see
	Elfstone in the shadow of the dark throne
	For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee
	Greenleaf bearer of the
	Elvenbow Far beyond
	Mirkwood many trees on earth grow
	Thy last shaft when thou hast shot
	Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk
	For dark are the waters of
	Kheledzaram
	And my heart trembles at the thought that
	I may see them soon
	I am longing for harmony the freedom within me
	Out of dark to the day' s rising
	I came crying in the sun sword unsheathing
	To hope' s end
	I rode and to heart' s breaking
	Now for wrath
	Now for ruin and a red nightfall
	When the black breath blows and death' s shadows grow
	All lights pass
	Life to the dying in my hand lying
	Shrivel like the old mist like the winds go wailing
	Lost and forgotten be darker than the darkness
	Where gates stand for ever shut '
	Til the world is mended

	zuò qǔ : B. K., Summoning, Tolkien
	All that is gold does not glitter
	All that is long does not last
	All that is old does not wither
	Not all that is over is past
	And I may not get through in time
	Oh, Elfstone bearer of my green stone
	In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see
	Elfstone in the shadow of the dark throne
	For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee
	Greenleaf bearer of the
	Elvenbow Far beyond
	Mirkwood many trees on earth grow
	Thy last shaft when thou hast shot
	Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk
	For dark are the waters of
	Kheledzaram
	And my heart trembles at the thought that
	I may see them soon
	I am longing for harmony the freedom within me
	Out of dark to the day' s rising
	I came crying in the sun sword unsheathing
	To hope' s end
	I rode and to heart' s breaking
	Now for wrath
	Now for ruin and a red nightfall
	When the black breath blows and death' s shadows grow
	All lights pass
	Life to the dying in my hand lying
	Shrivel like the old mist like the winds go wailing
	Lost and forgotten be darker than the darkness
	Where gates stand for ever shut '
	Til the world is mended

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