Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
For ever blest, since here did lie
And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun.
Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all to ruin fell the world
And were dissolved and backward hurled
Unmade into the old abyss,
Yet were its making good, for this-
The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
That Lúthien for a time should be.
Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all to ruin fell the world
And were dissolved and backward hurled
Unmade into the old abyss,
Yet were its making good, for this-
The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
That Lúthien for a time should be.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:36.55]Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
[00:40.04]For ever blest, since here did lie
[00:43.62]And here with lissom limbs did run
[00:47.11]Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun.
[00:50.34]
[01:19.77]Lúthien Tinúviel
[01:23.01]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[01:26.70]Though all to ruin fell the world
[01:30.09]And were dissolved and backward hurled
[01:34.01]Unmade into the old abyss,
[01:37.32]Yet were its making good, for this-
[01:40.75]The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
[01:44.39]That Lúthien for a time should be.
[01:48.45]
[01:49.13]Lúthien Tinúviel
[01:55.41]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[02:02.52]Though all to ruin fell the world
[02:09.59]And were dissolved and backward hurled
[02:16.90]Unmade into the old abyss,
[02:23.76]Yet were its making good, for this-
[02:30.96]The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
[02:38.29]That Lúthien for a time should be.
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
For ever blest, since here did lie
And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun.
Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all to ruin fell the world
And were dissolved and backward hurled
Unmade into the old abyss,
Yet were its making good, for this-
The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
That Lúthien for a time should be.
Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all to ruin fell the world
And were dissolved and backward hurled
Unmade into the old abyss,
Yet were its making good, for this-
The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
That Lúthien for a time should be.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:36.55]Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
[00:40.04]For ever blest, since here did lie
[00:43.62]And here with lissom limbs did run
[00:47.11]Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun.
[00:50.34]
[01:19.77]Lúthien Tinúviel
[01:23.01]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[01:26.70]Though all to ruin fell the world
[01:30.09]And were dissolved and backward hurled
[01:34.01]Unmade into the old abyss,
[01:37.32]Yet were its making good, for this-
[01:40.75]The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
[01:44.39]That Lúthien for a time should be.
[01:48.45]
[01:49.13]Lúthien Tinúviel
[01:55.41]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[02:02.52]Though all to ruin fell the world
[02:09.59]And were dissolved and backward hurled
[02:16.90]Unmade into the old abyss,
[02:23.76]Yet were its making good, for this-
[02:30.96]The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
[02:38.29]That Lúthien for a time should be.
Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
Far over wood and mountain tall.
To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In g...
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold
While hammers fell li...
A Drinking Song
Oh ho ho!
To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and
Drown my woe!
Rain may fall and
Wind may blow,
And many miles be still to go,
But un...
The King beneath the mountains,
The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!
The woods shall wave on mountains
And ...
Beneath the Moon and under star
He wandered far from northern strands,
Bewildered on enchanted ways
Beyond the days of mortal lands.
From gnashing of ...
Under the Mountain dark and tall
The King has come unto his hall!
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread,
And ever so his foes shall fall.
The arrow swift...
Gil-Galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
The last whose realm was fair and free
Between the Mountains and the Sea.
His sword was lo...
Oh ho ho!
To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and
Drown my woe!
Rain may fall and
Wind may blow,
And many miles be still to go,
But under a tall tree ...