(Verse 1) Beneath the clouds of Morgoth’s hate, A brother wandered, blind to fate. A sister lost in sorrow’s tide, Both bound by doom they knew not hide. (Chorus) O Túrin, Túrin, hear the cry, A voice forgotten, lost to sky. O Niënor, thy tears fall deep, Yet none shall wake thee from this sleep. (Verse 2) In forest halls where silence lay, They met as strangers on the way. No past recalled, no blood was known, Two hearts entwined, yet fate was sown. (Verse 3) With joy they loved, with hope they dreamed, Yet shadow wove its cruelest scheme. The dragon’s tongue, the black spell’s might, Brought forth the truth in dreadful light. (Chorus) O Túrin, Túrin, what is left, But hollow breath and soul bereft? O Niënor, thy wailing song, Shall haunt the hills, both cold and long. (Verse 4) Upon the cliffs, where echoes wane, She cast herself to sea and rain. And with his blade, in dark despair, He took the path beyond repair. (Final Chorus) O Túrin, Túrin, lost in time, Bound by fate’s accursèd rhyme. No love could break the iron chain, No tears could wash away the pain.
