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IN A FAR LAND BENEATH THE TREES

(Refrain verse by J.R.R. Tolkien)

Lothlorien, Lothlorien!

O Greenwood the fair –

Thy labyrinths of light

Shall keep me there…

Where elanor flowers

And mallorn trees grow,

There I shall dance

Barefoot on the grass

To music so sweet

Whilst elven wine flows,

A ring on my hand

And a wreath on my brow…

Now that your people

Are leaving these shores,

How shall I follow

Across sundering seas?

Falling stars array,

Moonlight holding sway;

O’er Caras Galadon

Sceptered magic reigns!

We still remember, we who dwell

In this far land beneath the trees

Thy starlight on the Western Seas…

Lothlorien, Lothlorien!

O Greenwood the fair –

Thy labyrinths of light

Shall keep me there…

Where elanor flowers

And mallorn trees grow,

There I shall dance

Barefoot on the grass

To music so sweet

Whilst elven wine flows,

A ring on my hand

And a wreath on my brow…

Now that your people

Are leaving these shores,

How shall I follow

Across sundering seas?

Falling stars array,

Moonlight holding sway;

O’er Caras Galadon

Sceptered magic reigns!

We still remember, we who dwell

In this far land beneath the trees

Thy starlight on the Western Seas…