I don't own LOTR.
Boromir, ô Boromir !
The son of Gondor has fallen
Honor on your shoulders as a heavy burden.
Boromir, ô Boromir !
For once, the Gondor's horn was not heard
They didn't come to the one they have served.
Boromir, ô Boromir !
As you close your eyes, you dream in white
Your city vanishing in twilight
Boromir, ô Boromir !
May those you loved
Grieve the one they couldn't have saved.
Boromir, ô Boromir !
The winds will eternally sing your fall
As your victorious body sails down this fall.
Boromir, ô Boromir !