[00:08.945]An Elven-maid there was of old,[00:13.199]A shining star by day:[00:17.190]Her mantle white was hemmed with gold.[00:21.443]Her shoes of silver-grey.[00:24.940][00:26.185]A star was bound upon her brows,[00:29.936]A light was on her hair[00:34.436]As sun upon the golden boughs[00:38.436]In Lórien the fair.[00:41.950][00:43.441]Her hair was long, her limbs were white.[00:47.195]And fair she was and free;[00:51.186]And in the wind she went as light[00:55.445]As leaf of linden-tree.[00:59.694][01:00.196]Beside the falls of Nimrodel,[01:03.937]By water clear and cool,[01:07.940]Her voice as falling silver fell[01:11.936]Into the shining pool.[01:15.440][01:24.693]Where now she wanders none can tell.[01:29.697]In sunlight or in shade;[01:33.948]For lost of yore was Nimrodel[01:38.188]And in the mountains strayed.[01:43.878][01:50.888]The elven-ship in haven grey[01:55.385]Beneath the mountain-lee[01:59.636]Awaited her for many a day[02:03.628]Beside the roaring sea.[02:05.879][02:08.131]A wind by night in Northern lands[02:12.142]Arose, and loud it cried,[02:16.142]And drove the ship from elven-strands[02:19.884]Across the streaming tide.[02:21.640][02:24.130]When dawn came dim the land was lost,[02:28.130]The mountains sinking grey[02:31.878]Beyond the heaving waves that tossed[02:35.884]Their plumes of blinding spray.[02:37.878][02:49.128]Amroth beheld the fading shore[02:52.628]Now low beyond the swell,[02:56.643]And cursed the faithless ship that bore[03:00.386]Him far from Nimrodel.[03:04.378][03:04.890]Of old he was an Elven-king,[03:08.391]A lord of tree and glen,[03:12.643]When golden were the boughs in spring[03:16.628]In fair Lothlórien.[03:20.134][03:21.128]From helm to sea they saw him leap,[03:24.893]As arrow from the string,[03:28.629]And dive into the water deep.[03:32.641]As mew upon the wing.[03:35.878][03:36.878]The wind was in his flowing hair,[03:40.878]The foam about him shone;[03:44.378]Afar they saw him strong and fair[03:48.379]Go riding like a swan.[03:51.629][04:00.885]But from the West has come no word,[04:05.391]And on the Hither Shore[04:09.391]No tidings Elven-folk have heard[04:15.393]Of Amroth evermore.