Howard Shore - On the Fields of the Pelennor
Edrochant e
na nagor,
Ed nan gurth.
A e gladhant
An e naun ad neth
A naun aran
Hir gwaith beleg.
Elo! And lo!
Sui orthant vegil ín
Vi 'las beleg
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Anann si lostar
Nu lae vi Ngondor
Sí lostar na hír veleg
Mithren sui nîr, thiliol celebren
Ta geliant caran,
Púrinnen na hereg
Lachant ned annûn
Úrianner i eryd
Sui ros garan dannant
Or pheli Pelennor
Howard Shore - On the Fields of the Pelennor (Английский перевод)
Forth he rode
In to battle.
Forth in to death.
And he laughed.
For he was young again.
And he was King.
The Lord of a great people.
And lo!
Even as raised his sword
In great joy,
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Long now they sleep
Under grass in Gondor.
Sleep now by the great river,
Grey as tears, gleaming silver,
Red then it rolled,
Dyed with their blood.
Flamed at sunset;
The mountains burned;
As red dew fell
On the fields of Pelennor.