Farewell now here, you leaves of trees
Your music in the morning breeze
Farewell now, blade and bloom and grass
That see the changing seasons pass
And Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell
Farewell, sweet earth and northern sky
Forever blest, since here did lie
And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the moon, beneath the sun
My Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell
Though all to ruin fell the world
And were dissolved and backward hurled
For this the dawn, the dusk, the earth, the sea
That Lúthien for a time should be
Oh, Lúthien Tinúviel
More fair than mortal tongue can tell
