Growing white upon the grave,
Wind-swept yet still small and brave,
Long you’ve stayed, Evermind,
Edoras native, Simbelmyne

Pure and pale as mithril of lore,
Where you are rich, others are poor,
If you seek beauty, you shall find
Lasting fair is Simbelmyne

In winter’s chill you first awoke,
Cold and clear as those Fair Folk,
Scenting air with perfume so fine,
Uilos, Alfirin, Simbelmyne

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Growing white upon the grave,
Wind-swept yet still small and brave,
Long you’ve lasted, Evermind
Long live the kings, Simbelmynë

Gleaming like the clearest frost
Your first breath is never lost
If you seek beauty, you shall find
Lasting fair is Simbelmynë

Bloom through summer, winter, spring
Hardy still through everything
Scented with perfume so fine
Uilos, Alfirin, Simbelmynë