In Tasarinan Lyrics

In the willow-meads of Tasarinan I walked in the Spring.
Ah! the sight and the smell of the spring in Nan-tasarion!
And I said that was good.
I wandered in the Summer in the elm-woods of Ossiriand.
Ah! the light and the music in the summer of the Seven rivers of Ossir!
And I thought that was best.
To the beaches of Neldoreth I came in the Autumn,
Ah! the gold and the redand the sighing leaves in the
Autumn in Taur-na-neldor!
It was more than my desire.
To the pine-trees upon the highland of Dorthonion I climbed in the Winter.
Ah! the wind and the whiteness and the black branches of
winter upon Orod-na-Thá»n!
My voice went up and sang in the sky.
And now all those lands lie under the wave,
And I walk in Ambaróna, in Tauremorna, in Aldalómá«,
In my own land, in the country of Fangorn,
where the roots are long,
And the years lie thicker than the leaves
In Tauremornalómá«.