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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