Translation: The Lord Of The Rings The Return Of The King soundtrack. Arwen's Song [howard Shore, Liv Tyler].
occasions when he went to see his dear When he went down to see that little girl Slipped off a ring of silver, slipped on a ring of gold With a twenty
No more smiles no more tears No more prayers no more fears Nothing left, why go on When your lover is gone Shout with one, ring the bells Through the
. (Well, it's gonna rain.) Well, after God told him what to do, Noah began to cut and hew. The ringing of the saw cried "Judgement." The ringing of
by the shores of the styx. Weary from the battle they seek refuge, bathing their wounds in the blood of a million matyrs while celebration ringing in
of Woodstock, West of Vietnam And on the roads outside Oshogbo, Lord I fell down on my knees There were female spirits in old mud huts, iron bells ringing
angels down In my dream so clear And the Lord sat down So that He could hear The sea and waves were rushing to the shore With the joy that they were
't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord Amazing grace, oh, how sweet the
ring And I remember how I love the songs we used to sing Like oh Lord you know I have no friend like you If heaven's not my home oh Lord what will I
to get that golden ring upon their hand In the middle of nowhere there's a nobody tryin' to get that 15 minutes of fame Someplace there's a superstar thinkin' Lord
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, ha Come on, come on, come on Ha, what yeah Diggin in the crates ya' Come on, come on, come on Uhh, yeah, Lord Finesse ya' Check
'll hang you upside down stretched across two boards for hearing distant voices and crossing to the Lords Chorus: Can you hear the bells are ringing
her I would not return Terribly taken a turn For the worse, now I fear It's been a year or more Since they shipped me to this foreign shore Fighting
it fast Thank the Lord, I'm coming home at last If you love me like you did before Be there waiting on that distant shore When my steamboat comes inside
pointed down. We pray for souls in kentish town. A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us well -- Pie in the sky. God of ages / lord of
Words by Philippa Boyens, translated into Sindarin by David Salo, music by Howard Shore Sindarin Naur vi eryn, lanc i dalaf. Mathach vi geven? Nostach
Words by J.R.R. Tolkien, translated into Old English (Rohirric) by David Salo, music by Howard Shore. Old English (Rohirric) Hw?r cwom helm? Hwaer
