Howard Shore "The Call" lyrics

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The Call

Hwær cwóm helm? Hwær cwóm byrne?Hwær cwóm feax flówende?Hwær cwóm hand on hearpestrenge?Hwær cwóm scir fýr scinende?Hwær cwóm lencten and hærfest?Hwær cwóm héah corn weaxende?Hwá gegaderath wuduréc ofwealdholte byrnende?Oththe gesiehth of gársecgethá géar gewendende?

The Call

Where is the helm and the hauberk,and the bright hair flowing?Where is the hand on the harp string,and the red fire glowing?Where is the spring and the harvestand the tall corn growing?Who shall gather the smoke ofthe dead wood burning?Or behold the flowing yearsfrom the Sea returning?

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