[ Предположительная тональность: Am ] The Lament for Boromir as written by J.R.R. Tolkien. Melody by Colin Rudd (https://www.youtube.com/user/colinjohnrudd). Am G Em Am Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows C G Am G Am The West Wind comes walking, and about the walls it goes C G Am G Am What news from the west, o wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight? Am G Em Am Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight? Am G Em Am I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide and grey C G Am G Am I saw him walk in empty lands until he passed away C G Am G Am Into the shadows of the North, I saw him then no more Am G Em Am The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son of Denethor C G G Am O Boromir, from the high walls, westward I looked afar Am G Em Am But you came not from the empty lands where no men are Am G Em Am From the mouth of the sea the South Wind flies, from the sandhills and the stones C G Am G Am The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it moans C G Am G Am What news from the south, o sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve? Am G Em Am Have you seen Boromir the Fair, he tarries and I grieve Am G Em Am Ask not of me where he doth dwell, so many bones there lie C G Am G Am On the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky C G Am G Am So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing sea Am G Em Am Ask of the North Wind, news of them the North Wind sends to me C G G Am O Boromir, beyond the gate, the seaward road runs south Am G Em Am But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey sea's mouth Am G Em Am From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides and past the roaring falls C G Am G Am And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls C G Am G Am What news from the north, o mighty wind, do you bring to me today? Am G Em Am What news of Boromir the Bold, for he is long away Am G Em Am Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry, there many foes he fought C G Am G Am His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought C G Am G Am His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest Am G Em G And Rauros, golden Rauros falls, bore him upon its breast C G G Am O Boromir, the Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze Am G Em Am To Rauros, golden Rauros falls until the end of days
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