Lyrics The Silver Bowl - The Fellowship

The Silver Bowl

In Brethil, near the Silver Wood, beside the water fall
A voiceless song at night is heard and in the darkness calls
The river’s flood I shall not fear to sooth my grieving soul
And ever drink the water clear that fills the Silver Bowl
A maiden fair she was of old with neither shift nor gown
And lost she wandered in the wold and weeping sat her down
For she had seen the Foaloke and gazed into his eyes
Her mind he clouded with his smoke and filled her heart with lies
The ancient worm, beguiling worm has fallen near the flood
The warrior true lies just beyond
His cuirass stain’d with blood
But where has gone his lady pale who weeps without console
She lies beyond the misty veil inside the Silver Bowl