Farewell now here, you leaves of trees Your music in the morning breeze Farewell now, blade and bloom and grass That see the changing seasons pass And Lúthien Tinúviel More fair than mortal tongue can tell Farewell, sweet earth and northern sky Forever blest, since here did lie And here with lissom limbs did run Beneath the moon, beneath the sun My Lúthien Tinúviel More fair than mortal tongue can tell Though all to ruin fell the world And were dissolved and backward hurled For this the dawn, the dusk, the earth, the sea That Lúthien for a time should be Oh, Lúthien Tinúviel More fair than mortal tongue can tell