Awake, O Ancient Trees

by Robinson Strazkov

A fictional traditional song sung by Galadriel at the beginning of spring to wake the trees from their winter sleep, usually accompanied by the elegant choirs and instruments of Lorien.

Awake, O Ancient Trees

Awake, O ancient trees of old,

For soon you shall behold,

A dawn I've wrought of finest gold,

Sprung forth from winter's cold.

I have brought forth a bright new day;

I've sung the clouds away.

That in thy boughs, my head I may

Hide and forever lay.

Let your leaves sprinkle without care,

Mixed in my golden hair.

That in thy beauty I may share,

To which none can compare.

Through the night, a storm there blew,

So I made leaves anew,

To replace the ones the storms now rue,

On trees of beech and yew.

O ancient trees, hear my plea,

The world yearns to again your beauty see.

Today all elf-kind bends their knees,

As the silvery wind blows through the trees.