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Oh west-wind, sing me of the shores
That lie in the vale where the sea meets the strand:
Where the river sings softly of boats and of ores
And the willows still mourn those who passed from this land.
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North and north and north we go,
Through forests under starlit night,
Where trees lie dreaming under snow,
We'll sing of hope and warmth and light.
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Amidst the mountains icy cold,
Where wintry winds bite through your skin,
Where winter gloom gnaws on the soul:
A candle lights shelter within.
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They call me a man but I'll never have a wife.
I was given a body but not a life.
They made me a mouth but didn't give me breath.
Water gives me life but the sun brings me death.
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~*~ Weep not for the autumn leaves,
they are a reminder of summer and spring.
Weep not for the empty ruins,
but think of the places where Eldar still sing.
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