(Pronounced Loth-laura-lean)
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
She left her home down by the sea
So full of courage, yet despair
Moving silently and mourning
To speak whom for, none dare
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
She weeps and wanders
Sweet songs of longing in the distance fade
Singing for her child, gone
Now by the brook, now through the glade
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
Watch, my child, as she walks down the bank
Streaming blossoms in her wake
Her hair loose about her face
She raises her voice and makes leaves quake
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
Her first love too, she longs for so
They had not time to live their vows
In her short sleep she finds no rest
Dear wanderer, through the boughs
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
She cries aloud for all to hear
To wander on, her only task
The fair young maiden of the wood
Why does she weep, none need to ask
Lothloralien, Lothloralien
Like streams of gold, down flow her hair
Sweet wanderer over valleys green
With eyes so bright and skin so fair
Her first young lover she did wed
She put up with much scorn
Then lost her dear one and their babe
One frightful early morn’
Wow, Annie, that is really good. When did you write this, and was there some sort of inspiration?
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Thanks! About a week ago. Not really, maybe some of the scotch ballads I’ve read lately. I got the name from LOTR… well sorta. It’s how I misread Lorian (i think that’s the name of it, the wood were they meet the elves after they lose Gandalf).
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Ah, okay. That is really cool! I wrote something semi similar to this – I mean, it a story in poem -stanza-style and my “inspiration” came from the book “The Legend of Sigurd and Gudrun” by Tolkien. I love the style… 🙂
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