Sta.sh
Walking through the lea of gold
I saw the pale queen rise.
I felt the starlight on my skin
as she sailed through the skies.
In her train came others;
a billion points of light,
but none were there as lovely
as the glowing Queen of Night.
And glancing at the countenance
of Varda, Elbereth,
I lost my way and found myself;
my path, I did forget.
Like twilight's child Tinúviel
the star did catch and flee,
and in this darkened meadow
I was left, alone with me.
Bereth vanui, my star has gone:
where are you now, Gilthoniel?
No longer does your light shine down;
where do you go, tar-míriel?
In that far land b'yond Belegaer,
she dwells on matchless mountain high
Yet when the sun is dead and gone
she reigns supreme across the sky. <sub>
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