J.R.R. Tolkien - O Rowan Fair lyrics

O rowan fair, upon your hair how white the blossom lay O rowan mine, I saw you shine upon a summer's day Your rind so bright, your leaves so light, your voice so cool and soft Upon your head how golden-red the crown you bore aloft O rowan dead, upon your head your hair is dry and grey Your crown is spilled, your voice is stilled for ever and a day O Orofarnë, La**emista, Carnimírië