Lament of the Winds

Through Rohan over fen and field
Where the long grass grows
The West Wind goes walking
And about the walls it goes

What news from the West
Oh wandering wind
Do you bring to me tonight
Have you seen Boromir the Tall
By moon or by starlight

I saw him ride over seven streams
Over waters wide and grey
I saw him walk in empty lands
Until he passed away

Into the shadows of the North
I saw him then no more
The North Wind may have heard
The horn of the son of Denethor

Oh, Boromir! From the high walls
Westward I looked afar
But you came not from the empty lands
Where no men are

From the mouth of the sea
The South Wind flies
From the sand hills and the stones
The wailing of the gulls it bears
And at the gate it moans

What news from the South
oh sighing wind
Do you bring to me at eve
Where now is Boromir the Fair
He tarries and I grieve

Ask me not where he doth dwell
So many bones there lie
On the white shores and
On the black shores
Under the stormy sky

So many have passed down Anduin
To find the flowing sea
Ask of the North Wind news of them
The North Wind sends to me

Oh Boromir! Beyond the gate
The Seaward road runs South
But you came not with the wailing gulls
From the grey seas mouth

From the Gate of Kings
The North Wind rides
And past the roaring falls
And loud and cold about the Tower
Its loud horn calls

What news from the North
Oh mighty wind
Do you bring to me today
What news of Boromir the Bold
For he is long away

Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry
There many foes he fought
His cloven shield, his broken sword
They to the water brought

His head so proud, his face so fair
His limbs they laid to rest
And Rauros, Golden Rauros Falls
Bore him upon its breast

Oh Boromir! The Tower of Guard
Shall ever northward gaze
To Rauros, Golden Rauros Falls
Until the end of days
Until the end of days