You are filled with fear
She said to me
Your death is near
You are filled with with sorrow, I can see

She stroke my cheak
with fingertips
I did not dare to speak
She embraced my weary mind with her tender lips

Do you know what beauty is?
Have you seen the fair?
The feeling of Galdriels kiss
The golden shimmer of her hair

The morning after
-oh beautiful night-
I woke with laughter
She was out of sight

Oh Lady of Lorien
My queen of silver and gold
Let me love you again
A beautiful tale is about to be told