I sang of leaves
Of leaves of gold
And leaves of gold there grew

Of wind I sang
A wind there came
And in the branches blew

Beyond the Sun
Bbeyond the Moon
The foam was on the Sea

And by the strand of Ilmarin
There grew a golden Tree
Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone
In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion

There long the golden leaves have grown
Upon the branching years
While here beyond the Sundering Seas
Now falls the Elven-tears

O Lórien! The Winter comes
The bare and the leafless Day
The leaves are falling in the stream
The River flows away

O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt
Upon this Hither Shore
And in a fading crown have twined
The golden elanor

But if of ships I now should sing
What ship would come to me
What ship would bear me ever back
Across so wide a Sea?