Текст песни Песни из Алой Книги - Прощание Галадpиэль

I sang you the golden trees and leaves,
About the wind singing that rings and rustles in the branches.
He arrives in Ilmarinen day and at night,
And the leaves from the branches of gold, tearing, bears to the waves.
Oh, Eldamar! In your land shining light of the sun,
Born in the gardens of foliage so many hundreds of years.
Here a bright day, and there, in the distance, the blue of the sea,
It has long been so salt tears elven merges with the wave.
One day, winter comes and the leaves fall,
And gold flows ships suffer.
Oh, Lorien! In your land I lived for many years,
Withered my crown, only Elanora light shines in it.
But if I could sing an ancient ship,
What is it across the sea I carried to their native land ...