- Lothithil

Let It Go

This thing I have seen
Corrupt the beautiful faces of my friends
Brought my uncle to weariness
Exiled me from my home

Why can't I let it go?

So beautiful and perfect
A round smooth ring of gold
So completely precious
Who could resist its charm?

Just open my fingers...

It should be easy
I feel far away from myself
And with eyes disbelieving
I see myself put on the Ring

I will not do this thing