There will be a time when the Elves sail west
To the Grey Havens of old, taking their rest.
And the Race of Men will take up their stand
To battle forth, shield and sword in hand.
But there will be an Elf who stays behind
A westward bound ship she is not assigned.
“My time here lingers ‘til the end of days
I’m destined to stay. We shall depart ways”.
She will battle forth when the enemy comes
Fighting to the beat of Race of Men drums.
“For Lindon, Ered Luin my life is bound.
This is where I sleep. This is where I’m found.”
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