terça-feira, 16 de fevereiro de 2010

Journey's End

In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night,
And swaying branches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey's end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.

John Ronald Reuel Tolkien

4 comentários:

Ana disse...

Is this what I think it is?
Don't you dare!!!

Mafaldinha disse...

Where the hell do u think you are going?

Mafaldinha disse...

... still waiting for the answer to my question!

No Vember disse...

Nowhere! Journey´s End... :)