|
|
|
|
 |
 |
All That is GoldNot all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king. (excerpt of Gandalf's letter to Frodo, opened at the Prancing Pony, telling him of Strider) next song back to main poem list page Midi playing: -Lothlorien-by Enya Right-click on midi-link to down-load. |
