In darkness deep as the void I call his name
In light as bright as the silmarils I call his name
But he comes not when I call
 
Well made copper, tall and well formed
Was he who I call through ages long
But he comes not when I call
 
Long ages I have passed in the halls of waiting
Waiting from him to whom my heart belongs
But he comes not when I call
 
He fell long ago into the chasm of fire
Come to me son of the spirit of fire
Yet he still comes not when I call
 
Why do thou not come my love
To this place where all fëar are bound
Tell me not that the oath has claimed thee
For thy father sits here in sadness and gloom
Yet thou are not here and come not when I call
 
Come to me my love, I wait for thee…

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