歌词
Gil-galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing.
The last whose realm was fair and free.
Between the mountains and the sea.
His sword was long, his lance was keen.
His shining helm afar was seen.
The countlessstars of heaven's field, Were mirrored in his silver shield.
But long ago herode away, And where he dwelleth none can say.
For into darkness fell his star
In Mordor, where the shadows are.