Luthien - Hrossharsgrani

At the time, when the moon had risen slowly

to weave his web of shadows over middle-earth,

a creature was dancing through the woods of Neldoreth

like a nightingale:

Luthien

Tinuviel

Blue as the sunniest heaven was her dress,

black as the darkest night was her hair,

wild but shy as an animale was she:

Luthien

Tinuviel

Farewel sweet earth and northern sky,

forever blessed since here did lie and here with lissom

Limbs did run beneath the moon, beneath the sun:

Luthien

Tinuviel