Rather quick piece for Boromir the Bold.
From the gate of kings the north wind rides, and past the roaring falls;
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
What news from the north, o mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the bold? For he is long away.
From the gate of kings the north wind rides, and past the roaring falls;
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
What news from the north, o mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the bold? For he is long away.
