The Road to Mordor
No ring cam a hûn ah asgA no ring randir chaer o mbarÚ-genir i lû i caeda na nîfTa i pellen anor a firnen ithil.Vi gwae’ vorn elin firitharBo cae lanc hen sí caedatharTenn i vorchir gam în orthaOr aerath firnin a dôr tharn.
No ring cam a hûn ah asgA no ring randir chaer o mbarÚ-genir i lû i caeda na nîfTa i pellen anor a firnen ithil.Vi gwae’ vorn elin firitharBo cae lanc hen sí caedatharTenn i vorchir gam în orthaOr aerath firnin a dôr tharn.
Cold be hand and heart and boneAnd cold be travelers far from homeThey do not see what lies aheadWhen sun has failed and moon is dead.In the black wind the stars shall die,On this bare earth here let them lie,Till the dark lord lifts his handOver dead seas and withered land.