Soft waves are rolling by the side,
the ship is dancing on silvery foam,
excited again to go on a ride
with me, the one, who`ll leave his home.
The floor´s silently shaking under my feet. The seagulls, they fly in the skies so blue And are crying and yielding as if to greet Me little guy, who can´t believe this is true.
I´m standing right at the rim of this white-shining boat Looking down at the people, who are saying goodbye And I´m feeling a terrible clump in my throat Feel the tears down my cheek and I know that I cry.
Cry for the friend, who is going to stay I can see, he too´s crying and bursts into tears. He does not want that I´m sailing away Nor do I, who has thought to get rid of all fears.
But there are these wounds and they never will heal, no matter what things they will do in the West. And standing right here at the rim, I can feel That today of all friends I am loosing my best.
The friend, who has helped me through pain and through sorrow, helped me to carry on, even if I lost hope, who always has promised a better tomorrow, helped me bearing the burden, which I couldn´t cope.
They say that I must now go to the West For the time then will come that again I am free After all the black perils and tears of the quest. I know that is now the way, things have to be.
But now, that the sailsmen are loosing the ropes And while tears are cried by Elves and by Men, in that moment I´m loosing all of my hope, of ever to see my dear Samwise again.
I know that my leaving is the only way To shake off all burdens of black-nighted past. But I also know that all year and all day Our wonderful friendship forever will last.
The ship now is leaving to neverseen shores And Middleearth floats out of sight. I listen to Elf-maidens singing in chores And over me starts shining bright.
The floor´s silently shaking under my feet. The seagulls, they fly in the skies so blue And are crying and yielding as if to greet Me little guy, who can´t believe this is true.
I´m standing right at the rim of this white-shining boat Looking down at the people, who are saying goodbye And I´m feeling a terrible clump in my throat Feel the tears down my cheek and I know that I cry.
Cry for the friend, who is going to stay I can see, he too´s crying and bursts into tears. He does not want that I´m sailing away Nor do I, who has thought to get rid of all fears.
But there are these wounds and they never will heal, no matter what things they will do in the West. And standing right here at the rim, I can feel That today of all friends I am loosing my best.
The friend, who has helped me through pain and through sorrow, helped me to carry on, even if I lost hope, who always has promised a better tomorrow, helped me bearing the burden, which I couldn´t cope.
They say that I must now go to the West For the time then will come that again I am free After all the black perils and tears of the quest. I know that is now the way, things have to be.
But now, that the sailsmen are loosing the ropes And while tears are cried by Elves and by Men, in that moment I´m loosing all of my hope, of ever to see my dear Samwise again.
I know that my leaving is the only way To shake off all burdens of black-nighted past. But I also know that all year and all day Our wonderful friendship forever will last.
The ship now is leaving to neverseen shores And Middleearth floats out of sight. I listen to Elf-maidens singing in chores And over me starts shining bright.