Edrochant e
Forth he rode


na nagor,
In to battle.


Ed nan gurth.
Forth in to death.


A e gladhant
And he laughed.


An e naun ad neth
For he was young again.


A naun aran
And he was King.


Hir gwaith beleg.
The Lord of a great people.


Elo! And lo!

Sui orthant vegil ín

Even as raised his sword

Vi 'las beleg

In great joy,

Ortholl gurth.

Death came on.

Anann si lostar

Long now they sleep

Nu lae vi Ngondor

Under grass in Gondor.

Sí lostar na hír veleg

Sleep now by the great river,

Mithren sui nîr, thiliol celebren

Grey as tears, gleaming silver,

Ta geliant caran,

Red then it rolled,

Púrinnen na hereg

Dyed with their blood.

Lachant ned annûn

Flamed at sunset;

Úrianner i eryd

The mountains burned;

Sui ros garan dannant

As red dew fell

Or pheli Pelennor

On the fields of Pelennor.