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    Nimrodel

    Хелависа - Nimrodel

     

       Am                Em

    An Elven-maid there was of old,

        F              C  G7

    A shining star by day:

         Am               Em

    Her mantle white was hemmed with gold,

          F       Em      Am

    Her shoes of silver-grey.

     

           Am             G

       A star was bound upon her brows,

          F                C

       A light was on her hair

           Dm           Am

       As sun upon the golden boughs

           F  Em      Am

       In Lorien the fair.

     

                        C                      G

          Her hair was long, her limbs where white,

               C                 D  E7

          And fair she was and free;

              Am      Em       Am      F

          And in the wind she went as light

              Dm      Em      Am

          As leaf of linden-tree.

     

    Beside the falls of Nimrodel,

    By water clear and cool,

    Her voice as falling silver fell

    Into the shining pool.

     

       Where now she wanders none can tell,

       In sunlight or in shade;

       For lost of yore was Nimrodel

       And in the mountains strayed.

     

          The elven-ship in haven grey

          Beneath the mountain-lee

          Awaited her for many a day

          Beside the roaring sea.

     

    A wind by night in Northern lands

    Arose, and loud it cried,

    And drove the ship from elven-strands

    Across the streaming tide.

     

       When dawn came dim the land was lost,

       The mountains sinking grey

       Beyond the heaving waves that tossed

       Their plumes of blinding spray.

     

          Amroth beheld the fading shore

          Now low beyond the swell,

          And cursed the faithless ship that bore

          Him far from Nimrodel.

     

    Of old he was an Elven-king,

    A lord of tree and glen,

    When golden were the boughs in spring

    In fair Lothlorien.

     

       From helm to sea they saw him leap,

       As arrow from the string,

       And dive into the water deep,

       As mew upon the wing.

     

       The wind was in his flowing hair,

       The foam about him shone;

       Afar they saw him strong and fair

       Go riding like a swan.

     

          But from the West has come no word,

          And on the Hither Shore

          No tidings Elven-folk heard

          Of Amroth evermore.

     

     

     

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