The Beau Brummels - Galadriel lyrics

I made a game for my lady The good-good lady Galadriel I made a game of the seasons for my lady To make her time pa** well Galadriel... I picked a flower from her garden Dare I say that it was to cast a spell I picked a flower from the garden of my lady For the summer and the winter And the splendor of Galadriel Years go by And play a game they will not tell Time will fly But can not change Galadriel Galadriel Galadriel Galadriel... I saw a wise man in the city Alone he live, the ringer of the bell I saw a wise man in the city of my lady All he gave and all he saved was the Memory of Galadriel Galadriel... Galadriel... Galadriel...