The Lament For Boromir- CDP

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Here's the next song, everyone! I don't own the song, band, video, LOTR, or lyrics. Video is the property of Clamavi De Profundis. The novels The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings are the intellectual property of J. R. R. Tolkien. The film adaptations are the property of Peter Jackson. Enjoy, and thanks for reading!
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They will look for him from the White Tower, but he will not return from mountain or from sea.
*And Aragorn began to sing*
Through Rohan, over fen and field,
Where the long grass grows,
The West Wind comes walking,
And about the walls it goes.
What news from the West,
O wandering wind,
Do you bring to me, tonight?
Have you seen Boromir the Tall,
By moon, or by starlight?

*Then the West Wind replied*
I saw him ride over seven streams,
Over waters wide and grey,
I saw him walk in empty lands,
Until he passed away
Into the shadows of the North,
I saw him then no more.
The North Wind may have heard the horn
Of the son of Denethor.

*chorus*
O Boromir!
From the high walls,
Westward I looked afar,
But you came not from the empty lands,
Where no men are.

*Then Legolas sang*
From the mouths of the Sea,
The South Wind flies,
From the sandhills and the stones;
The wailing of the gulls it bears,
And at the gate it moans.
What news from the South,
O sighing wind,
Do you bring to me at eve?
Where now is Boromir the Fair?
He tarries and I grieve.

*And the South Wind replied*
Ask not of me where he depth dwell,
So many bones there lie,
On the white shores and the dark shores,
Under the stormy sky;
So many have passed down Anduin,
To find the flowing sea.
Ask of the North Wind news of them,
The North Wind sends to me!

*chorus*
O Boromir!
Beyond the gate,
The seaward road runs south.
But you came not with the wailing gulls,
From the grey sea's mouth.

*And Aragorn sang again*
From the Gate of Kings,
The North Wind rides,
And past the roaring falls,
And clear and cold about the tower,
It's loud horn calls.
What news from the North,
O mighty wind,
Do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the Bold?
For he is long away.

*And the North Wind replied*
Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry.
There, many foes he fought.
His cloven shield,
His broken sword,
They too, the water brought.
His head so proud,
His face so fair,
His limbs, they laid to rest,
And Rauros,
Golden Rauros-falls,
Bore him upon its breast.

*chorus*
O Boromir!
The Tower of Guard,
Shall ever northward gaze,
To Rauros,
Golden Rauros-falls,
Until the end of days.
*end*

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