And ambition hesitates.
Why is it your pain screams,
And I cannot weep aloud?
Mr. Frodo I mourn for you,
And my hand shakes to my head.
I wish you could live in peace;
Instead you are going dead.
I'd shake all mountains
To see you grin,
And see your cheeks red.
I'd twist all rivers
To cleanse your mind,
From the burden of all men.
I cannot bear the bleak cold
That beams from you to me.
If I cannot heed your hurt,
At least pause to see:
The sunset melting,
From the sky,
Departing for the night.
She'll greet us again;
She always does
And light our path's sight.
She gives us hope
And wings to fly,
When we are falling down.
Believe me when I say:
I'll catch you
When your heart frowns.
Look at me before the end,
And give me your last goodbye.
No more fear, no Gollum, no orcs;
Only Samwise by your side.