5. On My Own
On My Own (from Les Mis)
Éowyn’s song
And now I’m all alone again
Left here to watch this herd of cattle.
Why am I only fit to rule
While all the men go off to battle?
But now the night is near.
Now I can make believe he’s here.
Sometimes I walk, alone at night,
The ancient paths here at Dunharrow.
I think of him and then I’m happy,
Though the cold freezes my marrow.
The city goes to bed.
Why must I live inside my head?
On my own
Pretending he’s beside me.
All alone
I walk with him ‘till morning.
Without him
I feel his arms around me
If only it were real when the war comes I could die happy.
He leaves me
To walk the paths of death now,
A road which
No living man has passed through,
In the darkness
That weakens even dwarf-hearts.
He says it’s our last hope to win the battle that is coming.
But I know what I must do now.
I’m as tough as any Rider that we’ve got.
And although my duty begs me stay
Still I say
I must help my king.
I love him,
But if I can’t go with him
I will simply go with someone else.
I’ll not leave him
To fight the foe without me
Or leave him and my brother and their men to all the glory.
I love him
And soon he will be learning
Éowyn is not dismissed so simply!
Without me this world may go on turning,
But maybe there’s some damage I can yet do to our foe!
I love him.
I must fight,
So I’ll go,
If even on my own.
Éowyn’s song
And now I’m all alone again
Left here to watch this herd of cattle.
Why am I only fit to rule
While all the men go off to battle?
But now the night is near.
Now I can make believe he’s here.
Sometimes I walk, alone at night,
The ancient paths here at Dunharrow.
I think of him and then I’m happy,
Though the cold freezes my marrow.
The city goes to bed.
Why must I live inside my head?
On my own
Pretending he’s beside me.
All alone
I walk with him ‘till morning.
Without him
I feel his arms around me
If only it were real when the war comes I could die happy.
He leaves me
To walk the paths of death now,
A road which
No living man has passed through,
In the darkness
That weakens even dwarf-hearts.
He says it’s our last hope to win the battle that is coming.
But I know what I must do now.
I’m as tough as any Rider that we’ve got.
And although my duty begs me stay
Still I say
I must help my king.
I love him,
But if I can’t go with him
I will simply go with someone else.
I’ll not leave him
To fight the foe without me
Or leave him and my brother and their men to all the glory.
I love him
And soon he will be learning
Éowyn is not dismissed so simply!
Without me this world may go on turning,
But maybe there’s some damage I can yet do to our foe!
I love him.
I must fight,
So I’ll go,
If even on my own.
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