J.R.R. Tolkien - In Western Lands lyrics

In western lands Beneath the sun The flowers may rise in Spring The trees may bud The waters run The merry finches sing Or there may be tis cloudless night And swaying beeches bear The Elven stars as j**els white Amid their branching hair Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep Beyond all towers strong and high Beyond all mountains steep Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell I will not say the Day is done Nor bid the Stars farewell I will not say the Day is done Nor bid the Stars farewell I will not say the Day is done Nor bid the Stars farewell