7. For Boromir
(the year 3017 of the Third Age)
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride,
the trumpets' silver song
be the companion by my side.
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride
and though they say it's cold as night
think not I've chosen wrong.
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride,
the trumpets' silver song.
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride,
the trumpets' silver song
be the companion by my side.
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride
and though they say it's cold as night
think not I've chosen wrong.
Were I to choose, I'd choose your pride,
the trumpets' silver song.
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