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"That's Amarië" by Sasha Honeypalm
Format: Song lyrics
Genre: filk, romance
Rating: G
Warnings: Cheesy metaphors and painful rhymes (though still not as bad as the original)
Characters: Amarië, Finrod
Pairings: Amarië/Finrod
Creator’s Notes 1: Apologies to 1) Tolkien 2) Dean Martin 3) anyone reading this
Creator’s Notes 2: Honest, I really wasn't planning to make fun of tra-la-lally two entries in a row, it's just that it was the closest thing I could think of to Martin's 'ting-a-ling-a-ling' inanity.
Summary: Finrod composes an ode to his beloved.
(In Tirion when Finwë was king
I loved her but she chose to stay)
When the moon’s first rise makes you think of her eyes
That’s Amarië
When the new sun’s gold glare can’t compare to her hair
That’s Amarië
You will sing tra-la-la-lolly and think it no folly
As your friends hide their smiles
Your heart goes beatbeat beatbeat beat and you think you’re being discreet
But they all know for miles
When spring in the land makes you reach for her hand
That’s Amarië
When ai Elbereth! thoughts of her steal your breath
You still love her
When her absence is a thing that’s not ceased to sting, Elvenking
You’re beyond your dear blonde here in fair Nargothrond
That’s Amarië
Amarië, that’s Amarië
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- Erulisse (one L)
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Sorry for the earworm.