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Now I am looking over the dark, dark sea, again.
I cannot explain, but deep in me has grown the hope that he will be on that ship, there, far away.
The ship comes closer. I still cannot see the faces of the Elves on it.
But I can see a silver figure, standing alone on the deck, staring over the sea, searching for somebody.
For me.
I want to tell you so many things I want to apologize, to beg you to forgive me that I departed and that I left you….
And that I doubted you'd come to me…
And that I doubted that you still loved me…
Maybe I didn't treat you.
Quite as good as I should have.
Now I am looking at the shore, still far away.
Will she stand there, waiting for me? I can only hope…
I still cannot see the faces of the Elves on the shore.
But I can see a golden figure, standing alone on the coast, staring over the sea, searching for somebody.
For me.
I want to whisper so many things, I want to tell you, that I am sorry, I am so sorry.
When we were married, I promised to never let you go… But I did.
I left you… I let you go… I am sorry.
I even doubted that you still loved me…
Maybe I didn't love you.
Quite as often as I could have.
The ship is still far away. But I can see you stand there, I can even see your face now, surrounded, by your soft, silver hairs, the hairs that I have stroked so many times....
But your gray eyes it are, that touch me the deepest…
I can see the grief in them.
I can see your tears…
I have hurt you.
I am so sorry, my love.
Maybe I didn't hold you.
All those lonely, lonely times.
The coast is still far away. But I can see you, a slender elven-lady, clad all in white, the precious golden hairs caressing your cheeks…
I can see the tears that make your blue eyes look like little lakes…
Oh, Galadriel, I would like to drown again in those lakes.
I have hurt you.
I am so sorry, my love…
And I guess I never told you.
I'm so happy that you're mine.
The ship comes closer, but I cannot look into your eyes…
I want to apologize, to you, my love, because I had to choose between power and love.
And almost, I chose power.
But I did chose love, Celeborn, I did.
Now and always, I will choose love.
Love is never a bad choice.
If I make you feel 'second best'.
I'm sorry I was blind
Now, this ship had almost arrived. But she does not come closer.
Her soft, white cheeks are covered with tears…
My love…
Please…
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died…
Now, the ship is about to moor. But he is hesitating, I can see.
Tears are lying on his cheeks…
My love…
Please…
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied…
The ship has moored, and I do not care anymore about my regrets, or the grief, or…
I love her, isn't that what counts?
I jump off the ship. She catches me in her arms and I press my lips against hers.
I feel he soft skin against mine, I feel her trembling lips on mine.
I see her blue eyes sparkle with joy.
And softly, she mutters, to apologize, maybe, as an explanation, maybe…
You were always on my mind…
The ship has moored and I do not care anymore about anything… Love is what counts now, and love is my only feeling, now…
I run over to him and hide myself in his arms as I once did…
I know I am crying, as well as he is, but I do not care.
He kisses me softly, and with a desire that is bigger than I am, I answer his kiss.
And suddenly, he whispers, as an explanation to all that has happened…
You were always on my mind…
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Now I am looking over the dark, dark sea, again.
I cannot explain, but deep in me has grown the hope that he will be on that ship, there, far away.
The ship comes closer. I still cannot see the faces of the Elves on it.
But I can see a silver figure, standing alone on the deck, staring over the sea, searching for somebody.
For me.
I want to tell you so many things I want to apologize, to beg you to forgive me that I departed and that I left you….
And that I doubted you'd come to me…
And that I doubted that you still loved me…
Maybe I didn't treat you.
Quite as good as I should have.
Now I am looking at the shore, still far away.
Will she stand there, waiting for me? I can only hope…
I still cannot see the faces of the Elves on the shore.
But I can see a golden figure, standing alone on the coast, staring over the sea, searching for somebody.
For me.
I want to whisper so many things, I want to tell you, that I am sorry, I am so sorry.
When we were married, I promised to never let you go… But I did.
I left you… I let you go… I am sorry.
I even doubted that you still loved me…
Maybe I didn't love you.
Quite as often as I could have.
The ship is still far away. But I can see you stand there, I can even see your face now, surrounded, by your soft, silver hairs, the hairs that I have stroked so many times....
But your gray eyes it are, that touch me the deepest…
I can see the grief in them.
I can see your tears…
I have hurt you.
I am so sorry, my love.
Maybe I didn't hold you.
All those lonely, lonely times.
The coast is still far away. But I can see you, a slender elven-lady, clad all in white, the precious golden hairs caressing your cheeks…
I can see the tears that make your blue eyes look like little lakes…
Oh, Galadriel, I would like to drown again in those lakes.
I have hurt you.
I am so sorry, my love…
And I guess I never told you.
I'm so happy that you're mine.
The ship comes closer, but I cannot look into your eyes…
I want to apologize, to you, my love, because I had to choose between power and love.
And almost, I chose power.
But I did chose love, Celeborn, I did.
Now and always, I will choose love.
Love is never a bad choice.
If I make you feel 'second best'.
I'm sorry I was blind
Now, this ship had almost arrived. But she does not come closer.
Her soft, white cheeks are covered with tears…
My love…
Please…
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died…
Now, the ship is about to moor. But he is hesitating, I can see.
Tears are lying on his cheeks…
My love…
Please…
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied…
The ship has moored, and I do not care anymore about my regrets, or the grief, or…
I love her, isn't that what counts?
I jump off the ship. She catches me in her arms and I press my lips against hers.
I feel he soft skin against mine, I feel her trembling lips on mine.
I see her blue eyes sparkle with joy.
And softly, she mutters, to apologize, maybe, as an explanation, maybe…
You were always on my mind…
The ship has moored and I do not care anymore about anything… Love is what counts now, and love is my only feeling, now…
I run over to him and hide myself in his arms as I once did…
I know I am crying, as well as he is, but I do not care.
He kisses me softly, and with a desire that is bigger than I am, I answer his kiss.
And suddenly, he whispers, as an explanation to all that has happened…
You were always on my mind…
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