Of Movrethil and Helyanwen
He shall run, she shall fly,
On the steps of Doriath,
He will hear her cry,
She will find him swift,
and they shall try, and try
To make things right,
ere the time go by.
They met, by fate,
and love, was born,
In their hearts, but they must wait,
For hurts were done, and love was torn,
It shall be late, but not too late,
For they themselves, they had sworn,
The hurts were healed, and everything right,
He shall run, she shall fly,
On the steps of Doriath,
He will hear her cry,
She will find him swift,
and they shall try, and try
To make things right,
ere the time go by.
They met, by fate,
and love, was born,
In their hearts, but they must wait,
For hurts were done, and love was torn,
It shall be late, but not too late,
For they themselves, they had sworn,
The hurts were healed, and everything right,
