Nienor - The Weeping Maid

Listen for her steps over the moor
Call that is not heard distant contour
She will walk alone where all things fade
For nobody knows the weeping maid

And she wanders in her blindfold
Wilful quest for her own despair
Never wonder who she was once
Or from what estrangement she came

Listen for her steps over the moor
Call that is not heard distant contour
She will walk alone where all things fade
For nobody knows the weeping maid

Do not ask who she belongs to
Do not try to find out her name
Chasing after the malediction
Of which she was never aware

Listen for her steps over the moor
Call that is not heard distant contour
She will be alone when all hopes fade
No-one will console the weeping maid

Listen for her steps over the moor
Call that is not heard distant contour
She will be alone when all hopes fade
No-one will console the weeping maid