Hennath Annun - The window of the West
And yet again
The fortune so, of Gondors men,
Who in weary ways must hide,
And defend from where the shadow lied,
The sunset window, to the west
Is where the men of Gondor rest.
The hidden lake,
Which doth become
The sacred light, the western sun
That of hope reminds them all
Why they wait for the dark to fall,
Hennath Anun, the water lair,
Where the wounded lay thee there.
The haze of light,
The soothing sound,
Almost unknown, of Gondor's ground,
The place where prince may lead his friend,
And there awaith the shadow's end:
This window and this hope bright way,
Will lead to a another day.