...Half awake. The constant drumming of the rain fades in and out as i drift back and forth across the dream boundary in the cradle of my warm bed. I dream of you. Wiping a strand of hair out of your face to see you better. A gentle kiss on your forehead. Just looking at you. Your presence fades opposed to the rain. We never met face to face. I've never heard your voice. Still, you're here for now.Then the jarring sound of the phone tears though it all, rips my dream to shreds. A wakeup call. I get up to put an end to it.But the memory lingers on for a while longer.
Greeting the sunI tidy up my nestAnd look around once moreA touch of sadness stabs at me A sliver in my insidesWith a sad look in my eyesI turn my back on homeAnd start the road aheadLeading up from the darkOld and gnarly rootsDripping with the mudOf yesterday's rainRake my head and shouldersThey claw at me like fingersTelling me that I should stayBut still I walk onEver forward and upThe moon's long shadowsAnounce the end of nightAlready the birds awakenAnd great the burning fireSlowly I keep walkingWithout haste or vigourYet my feet do not dragBut move with acceptanceGradually a round shapeTakes shape up ah
Smeagol's SongIn the dark and unlit deepThere must poor Smeagol weepNasty hobbitses threw us outWith loud and angry shoutsWe just wished shiny ringTo be our birthday thingGreedy Deagol answered nayFor that we made him payPrecious made Smeagol smileBefore our luck turned vileAngry hobitses drove us awaySo we fled the light of dayIn the dark and unlit deepThere did pour Smeagol weepChanging slowly over timeWhile we on fish did dineOur eyes grew big and brightGood to see with little lightGaunt we became, and bleakGood to in the mountain sneakWe forgots our own nameAnd even who to blameGollum, gollum, our songLivin
Ymir, De IjsreusVoor tijd bestond en aarde was Voor zand en zee en golven Werd niflheim gemaakt Met middenin een bronElf rivieren ontsproten Uit de wereld van het ijs Zij stroomden verder en bevroren Tot in de kloof van het beginVoor dit al werd in het zuiden Een and're wereld heet als vuur Van brandend Muspell vlogen vonken Over de rand van die kloofAangekomen bij ginungagap Werden niflheims rivieren rijm Dat laag op laag vermeerderde Tot de kloof werd overspannenDoor muspells vuur aan dʼ andʼre kant Werd het giftig ijs half gesmolten Zo ontstond met der tijd Een mannenvorm reusachtig grootDe eer
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