| Song | Luthien |
| Artist | Rivendell |
| Album | Elven Tears |
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| Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, | |
| For ever blest, since here did lie | |
| And here with lissom limbs did run | |
| Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, | |
| Lúthien Tinúviel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this- | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea- | |
| That Lúthien for a time should be. | |
| Lúthien Tinúviel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this- | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea- | |
| That Lúthien for a time should be |
| Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, | |
| For ever blest, since here did lie | |
| And here with lissom limbs did run | |
| Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, | |
| Lu thien Tinu viel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea | |
| That Lu thien for a time should be. | |
| Lu thien Tinu viel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea | |
| That Lu thien for a time should be |
| Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, | |
| For ever blest, since here did lie | |
| And here with lissom limbs did run | |
| Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, | |
| Lú thien Tinú viel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea | |
| That Lú thien for a time should be. | |
| Lú thien Tinú viel | |
| More fair than mortal tongue can tell. | |
| Though all to ruin fell the world | |
| And were dissolved and backward hurled | |
| Unmade into the old abyss, | |
| Yet were its making good, for this | |
| The dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea | |
| That Lú thien for a time should be |