Losing My Ring


ע"פ losing my religion של r.e.m שנכתב לבקשתו של כרמל והוא שירו של פרודו הנאבק בעצמו במורדור:

hard is the journey,
the journey that.
i am making.
for a land with out a hope
hiding in the dark,
i walkd to the land of fear,
but mordor is here,

that's me in the shadow,
that's me in the dark cave,
laying with my ring,
see only the wheel of fire,
and i don't know if i can do it,
i got really colse right now,
the mountain isn't that far,
i'm sure that i will go throw this,
i'm sure that i'll drop the ring,
buy i'm also sure that i will soon die,

every meter,
every step i'm doing i
forget my definition,
trying to force me go on,
and the mountain in my eyes,
maybe i'll stop right now?
no! i will go on,

i'm failing this,
but sam will help me here,
i'm failing this,
hey sam. lay your arm aruond
me quick,
what if this is all a fantasy,
gandalf's playing aruond,
hey! the mountain isn't really that far,
i'm sure that i will go throw this
i'm sure that i'll drop the ring,
buy i'm also sure that i will soon die,

maybe it's all a dream?
maybe it's all a dream?