Chords for Lament for Boromir - Clamavi De Profundis

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_ _ [G] _ Look _ _ [Gm] _
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_ _ _ for him from the white tower, _ _ but he will not return from mountain or from sea. _
_ _ Through _ _ _ Rohan, over fen and field, where the long grass grows, the west wind comes walking and about the walls it goes.
_ [Bb] What news from the west, O wandering wind, do you bring [G] to me?
[F] _ _ _ [Eb] Have you seen _ [G] Boromir the tall, by moon or by _ starlight?
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_ I [G] saw him ride [Eb] over [F] seven [G] streams, over waters wide [Dm] and grey.
_ [D] [Bb] I saw [Eb] him walk [F] in empty [G] lands until [Eb] [Dm] he passed [G] away.
_ Into the [Gm] shadows of [Bb] the north I saw him then [F] no more.
_ [G] The north wind may have [Fm] heard [G] the horn [Eb] of the son [F] of [G] Danath. _
_ _ [A] _ [Gm] O [Eb] Boromir, from the [F] high [Eb] walls westward I [Cm] [G] looked afar, _ but you [Gm] came not from [Eb] the empty [F] lands [Dm] where no [G] men are. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ From the mouths of the sea the south wind flies, [G] _ [Ab] from [Gm] the sand [Bb] hills and [Cm] the _ storms, the wailing of the ghouls [Eb] it bears [Ab] and at [Bb] the gate [Cm] it moans.
[Eb] What news from the south, [C] O [Bb] sighing wind, [Cm] do you bring to me?
[Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ [Ab] Where now is _ [Bb] Boromir [C] the fell?
He [Ab]
tarries [Bb] and [Cm] I grieve.
Ask _ _ _ _ not of me [Ab] where he [Bb] doth [Cm] dwell, so many bones [Gm] there lie.
_ _ [Ab] On the [Fm] white shores [Bb] and the [C] dark [Cm] [F] shores, under [Gm] the [C] stormy sky.
_ So [Cm] many have passed [Ab] down, and [Eb] who will find [Ab] the [Bb] flowing sea?
_ [Cm] Ask of the north [Ab] wind, [Cm] news of them [Ab] the north [Eb] wind [Gm] sends [Cm] to me.
_ _ _ O [Ab] Boromir, beyond [Bb] the [Ab] gates the seaward [Bb] road [Eb] runs _
[G] south, [C] but you [Ab] came not [Eb] with the [Gm] wailing ghouls from the [Bb] grey seas [Cm] north. _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ From the gate of [Ab] kings the north [Eb] wind wryly [Bb] and past [Eb] the roaring [Fm] _
falls, and clear and cold about [Ab] the tower [Bbm] its loud [Eb] [Fm] horn calls.
What [Ab] news from the north, [Eb] O mighty wind, [Fm] do you bring to me [Ab] today?
[Eb] _ [Db] What news of _ [Fm] Boromir the bold?
[Ab] For he is [Bbm] long [Fm] o _ 'er.
Beneath a manhen I heard his cry, there men he fought, [Eb] he fought.
_ [F] His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid [Eb] to _ rest.
[F] And Raros, golden Raros, fought for him [Eb] upon [F] its breast.
_ [Fm] O _ [Db] Boromir, the [Eb] tower of [Fm] God shall ever [Ab] northward _ gaze.
[Db] To Raros, golden [Cm]
[Eb] Raros, [Bb] falls until [Cm] the [Fm] end of days. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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