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Unveiling the Doors of Durin
Friend
Rise forth and shine.
Forging lies.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Das Blümlein Wunderschön versuri traducere în engleză
Translation
The Beauteous Flower
Song Of The Imprisoned Count
COUNT.
I know a flower of beauty rare,
Ah, how I hold it dear!
To seek it I would fain repair,
Were I not prison'd here.
My sorrow sore oppresses me,
For when I was at liberty,
I had it close beside me.
Though from this castle's walls so steep
I cast mine eyes around,
And gaze oft from the lofty keep,
The flower can not be found.
Whoe'er would bring it to my sight,
Whether a vassal he, or knight,
My dearest friend I'd deem him.
THE ROSE.
I blossom fair,—thy tale of woes
I hear from 'neath thy grate.
Thou doubtless meanest me, the rose.
Poor knight of high estate!
Thou hast in truth a lofty mind
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The far tide is calling you forth from the night.
Come now, ye fair ones, long lost from our sight.
Now is for rest, look to the West.
The faithful son, his eyes grow dim,
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Encroaching darkness,
Darkness spreading.
Reach of evil,
unrelenting,
evil approaches.
Unyielding, indestructible,
a patient evil.
Light undying