Enjoy this version of Elven Love Song compiled by Mirrashar the Elven Bard. This song first appeared in The History of Dragonlance, released in 1995. Buy The History of Dragonlance: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/197643/The-History-of-Dragonlance-2e?affiliate_id=50797
Elven Love Song
Flute by miguelv_flute
Vocals by palomaiazurlo
Elven parents love to hear this piece performed for their daughters because it indicates a young male elf’s serious intentions toward courtship. Usually the lover and a friend who plays a flute arrive at the house of the beloved just as Solinari begins silvering the night. They usually try to position themselves close to the elven maid’s bedroom window. Three rules must be followed after this: the singer must reveal his name either before or after the song, the beloved’s parents must hear both the music and the name, and the singing must not falter. If the suitor’s voice breaks or he stops sometime during the song for any reason except for the rests indicated, his intentions are no longer regarded as serious. Needless to say, a goodly number of suitors have been thwarted by sore throats, sudden coughs, and nervousness.
Although in each verse the number of word syllables are the same, the music does not repeat itself. This was done by the composer (his or her name has been lost to the depths of time) to represent the many aspects of love. It is said that lauralanthalasa once sang this song to Tanthalas Half-Elven to prove her love for him. Considering that laurana ‘s feelings made her follow Tanis into the war, this legend is credible.
Elven Love Song
Look… Look how moonlight doth caress
Your skin, soft, pale, and warm.
And summons moonstone essences
That Glint along your arm,
That glint along your arm.
Gold darts through your tresses fair
Like amber caught and caged.
And in your pointed shadowed ear
Are amethysts arrayed,
Are amethysts arrayed.
Silver sparks your lapis eye with
Ardent passion’s gleam
Kindling fire that doth deny
Platonic love serene,
Platonic love serene.
Look how moonlight doth caress
Your elegant, lithe form.
Graceful maid who summons forth
My love’s sweet painful storm,
My love’s sweet painful storm.
So within dense quiet night
We watch the stars above,
Letting their eternal flight
Set rings about our love,
Set rings about our love.
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