[00:06.000]Farewell now here, ye leaves of trees,
[00:18.000]Your music in the morning breeze!
[00:29.000]Farewell now blade and bloom and grass
[00:42.000]That see the changing season's pass
[00:54.000]And Luthien Tinuviel
[01:06.000]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[01:17.000]Farewell sweet earth and northen sky,
[01:29.500]For ever blest, since here did lie,
[01:42.000]And here with lissom limbs did run,
[01:54.000]Beneath the moon, beneath the sun.
[02:06.000]My Luthien Tinuviel
[02:18.500]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
[02:30.000]Though all to ruin fell the world,
[02:43.000]And were dissolved and backward hurled
[02:52.000]For this the dawn, the dusk, the earth, the sea
[03:05.000]That Luthien on a time should be!
[03:19.000]And Luthien Tinuviel
[03:30.500]More fair than mortal tongue can tell.
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