Song | Elfstone |
Artist | Summoning |
Album | Dol Guldur |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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 |