| Of those that sailed the silver ships
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| From Andilar I am the last
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| The deeds that rang our youthful dreams
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| It seems shall go undone
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| North for the shores of Valinor
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| Our bows and crimson sails were made
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| Our captains were strong, our lances long
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| And our liege the holy king
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| The hills did turn from green to blue
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| And vanish as on the decks we watched
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| But every thought in that noble company
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| Was forward bound
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| To the lifeless plains of Valinor
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| Where reigns the dark and frozen one
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| And with tongues afire and glorious eyes
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| We pledged our mission be The clime from mild to bitter ran
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| The wind from fair to fierce did blow
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| Oath and prayer did turn to thoughts
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| Of homes left far behind
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| Longed every man for some glimpse of land
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| And the host that did await us there
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| But each new day brought only a sea
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| And sky of ice and gray
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| Thanks give no word can drag you through
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| Those endless weeks our ships did roll
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| Thanks give you cannot see those sails
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| And faces bleach and draw
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| Ice we drank and leather did chew
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| For the oceans are unwholesome there
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| The dead that slid into the seas
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| Did freeze before our eyes
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| Then a wind did fling the ships apart
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| Each one to go her separate way
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| The sky did howl, the hull did groan
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| For how long I do not know
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| And what men were left when the winds had ceased
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| Grew dull and low of countenance
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| For soldiers denied their battle plain
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| On comrades soon must turn
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| So one by one we died alone
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| Some by hunger, some by steel
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| Bodies froze where they did fall
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| Their souls unsanctified
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| Until only another and I were left
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| Then just before his flame did fail
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| We shone ourselves brothers-in-arms
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| To serve the holy king
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| Perhaps this shall reach Andilar
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| Although I know not how it can
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| For once again he’s hurled his wind
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| Upon the silver prow
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| But if it should my words are these
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| Arise young men fine ships to build
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| And set them north for Valinor
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| 'Neath standards proud as fire |