In a Far Land Beneath the Trees کے بول

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…