Habbanan beneath the Stars lyrics

In Habbanan beneath the skies

where all roads end however long

there is a sound of faint guitars

and distant echoes of a song,

for there men gather into rings

round their red fires while one voice sings −

all about is night.

Not night as ours, unhappy folk,

where nigh the Earth in hazy bars,

a mist about the springing of the stars,

there trails a thin and wandering smoke

obscuring with its veil half-seen

the great abysmal still Serene.

A globe of dark glass faceted with light

wherein the splendid winds have dusky flight;

untrodden spaces of an odorous plain

that watches for the moon that long has lain

and caught the meteors' fiery rain −

such there is night.

There on a sudden did my heart perceive

that they who sang about the Eve,

who answered the bright-shining stars

with gleaming music of their strange guitars,

these were His wandering happy sons

encamped upon those aëry leas

where God's unsullied garment runs

in glory down His mighty knees

• Artist:J. R. R. Tolkien
• Album:The Book of Lost Tales Part One