O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
O rowan fair, upon your hair how white the blossom lay!
O rowan mine, I saw you shine upon a summer’s day,
Your rind so bright, your leaves so light, your voice so cool and soft:
Upon your head how golden-red the crown you bore aloft!
O rowan dead, upon your head your hair is dry and grey;
Your crown is spilled, your voice is stilled for ever and a day.
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
thank god the movies toned down the singing. thats the part of the books i hated
I never hated the singing bits, but it bugged me since I never knew the intended rhythm or melody. Felt like I only got a part of the song every time.
I just skipped it after I realized it wasn’t introducing anything new to the plot.
Reading the lyrics to a song is just reading poetry and I hate poetry.
You mean like half the pages worth? Imagine. The LOTR movie trilogy could have been an extra 8 hours long.
To this very day I’m not sure if the omission of Tom Bombadil was a good thing or not.